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30.09.2003Tuesday 30 September

Govinda’s Restaurant
I caught a train into Central Station and got to Govinda’s Restaurant shortly after one o’clock. The food wasn’t terrific, but it’s not bad either – very similar to what Mum would cook for me at home in fact, and I quite enjoyed it. It’s a shame they’re only open for lunch, making it all but impossible for me to get there any day except Friday and Sunday, when they’re open for dinner as well.
I caught a CityCat as far as it goes – down to Brett’s Wharf, and then back to Queensland University of Technology, where I looked around and had a look at the botanic gardens while I was there. QUT, or at least their Garden’s Point campus, is much smaller and urban than UQ’s St Lucia campus – although they say they have more students. They boast that they provide the largest number of bachelor degree graduates into full time employment in Australia each year – something to be proud of I guess, although why anyone would go to uni to get a job I don’t know. I’m glad I’m at UQ because the gardens are nicer and we have more ducks.
I caught the train to Fortitude Valley and had a look around there, and then entrained for home. It doesn’t sound like much, but that filled my evening very well.

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