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06/13/2004: "Brisbane, Queensland... and Me"

It's pronounced Bris-bin, it seems. And so very sleepy. It's nearly 11pm here (6am California time, 9am in New York), and after an all-nighter on a train's economy seats, sleep is a welcome thing. In a place where I can lay down, have a pillow, and don't have any creepy guys who've had plenty of beer chatting up blondes sitting near us. (Fortunately for the girl -- Tegan -- she hopped off the train around 2:10am in Coffs Harbour, and the bloke fell asleep or passed out.) Anyway, we're here, hopefully zoo-bound tomorrow, and as we close out day 24 of 28, we're entering that odd state of being ready to get home, even thought we don't necessarily want to leave.