The next morning we all awoke with blocked noses, had some more towel-less showers and yet another royal breakfast cooked by Holiday’s godfather. Back on the road again we found ourselves in Brisbane. Daisy bought four porcelain mice and Millie stuffed a dried cane toad in a glass jar for her friend back home. We checked in to our "quality 3 star" hotel and then had dinner at a Japanese restaurant taking the phrase 'sushi train' at its word. We spent an anxious meal waiting for the proportionately small mock train pilled with sushi to come past us. Needless to say the sushi was unsurprisingly average. Back at ‘The Zoo’ it was time to watch the excellent Seekae. There were a fair few more people at the show in Brisbane but we were still the only ones to dance up the front.