We found our way to the Central Market to experience  vendors yelling to promote their wares above the mobs of people purchasing fruits, vegetables, cheeses, breads, meat, seafood, and all else. Almost every stall had free samples too! In Australia we rented apartments with full kitchens so we were able to buy many food items and prepare our own meals. Suzan was able to make a lot of beef bone broth which helped with her digestive situation (albeit a process to make)!

Adelaide has a unique program where they encourage bike riding by offering free bikes, helmets, and locks for the entire day. All one needs to do is leave his/her passport or driver’s license with the agency, and then take a mountain bike free of charge. We thoroughly enjoyed this opportunity exploring botanical gardens with wild parrots, pelicans, and black swans on a path which took us along the river. We stopped in to see the Footie Stadium though again the timing did not work out for us to go to a game (Footie is Australian rules football). We did watch a game on TV while in Kangaroo Island with our Aussie tour guide – quite a hoot.

We saw locks all over bridges which actually seems to be a trend in many cities around the world we’ve had the good fortune to visit. We aren’t sure the exact meaning behind this – yet most seem to have names of couples and anniversaries on them – so maybe it is about people “locking in” their love for eternity or some other romantic notion.

We also did a lot of walking around the city so decided to have foot massages to ease our tired feet. On the way we ran into a huge anti-government protest. The gist we gathered was too much focus on military spending (essentially funneling money away from education) and perhaps some other grievances we weren’t privy to. The mobs of people were on our path to the foot massage appointments yet somehow we still made it in time! We then returned to our apartment to wash clothes and pack up for our evening flight to Sydney. Being unfamiliar with the washer/dryers here we assumed it would take about 30 minutes or so to wash – not so! 2 hours later the washer was still going and no matter what we tried we could not get the door to open to get our clothes out and into the dryer. We phoned the front desk and a woman told us that it is impossible to open it up until the final cycle is complete. So we took our wet clothes with us to Sydney and chalked it up to “lessons learned.”