Brisbane

My journey in Australia began in Brisbane. For two and a half weeks, I slept in a smelly, rowdy hostel with a roommate who turned on the light at all hours of day. With no car, I often wandered the city by foot, enjoying especially the views of the skyscrapers at night from the multitude of bridges. I went to concerts by myself, singing along to the songs of two of my favorite singers, Dean Lewis and Amy Shark, in their home country.