Adelaide
Sunday morning found us setting out on a morning constitutional a little later than planned, thanks to a good night’s sleep, and we spent a pleasant couple of hours wandering in and around North Terrace, Adelaide Oval and the Botanical Gardens before ending up in the Rundle Mall Markets where we were to meet up with some of Madam’s Adelaide-resident Japanese acquaintances.
While we were there, Madam found the Thai fisherman’s pants she’d been looking for and, once seated in Scoozi, she had the opportunity to catch up with old friends while Hughesy took a long look at the ‘wine by the glass’ list.
Lunch was a lengthy indulgence involving a variety of dishes and while the Japanese conversation was totally intelligible to me, the wines on offer made were speaking a language I could readily comprehend. A glass of Eden Valley Riesling ($6.50), a Rockford Alicante Bouchet ($7) and a Coriole McLaren Vale Sangiovese ($6.50) kept me amused while I sat back and ran through the next round of journal entries in my mind.
Once we’d finished lunch and bade farewell to Madam’s friends it was time to head for the tram to Glenelg, so She could catch up with a few of her old haunts from long ago.
The landscape, or more accurately, the skyline around Glenelg had, however, changed to such a degree that once we’d taken a stroll out to the end of the jetty and along the main street it was a case of back onto the tram, back to the city and a walk around the Central Market area and the Gouger Street restaurant precinct instead.
Back at the hotel we had time for Madam to watch The Movie Show before the compulsory viewing of The Einstein Factor and once those were out of the way, a flying visit to the Tandoori Mahal for dinner before an early night.