SHOPPING AND SIGHTSEEING:
After we scoured on TUESDAY the Surf Shops in Adelaide City had, we were poorer by $ 100, but proud owner of 1A branded products: the Schwabe landed a reduced by 75% piece of cloth in he had to ask first whether it is swimable; the other hand, Ruhrpott Beauty grabbed a very noble particles, price and manufacturer, we can not unfortunately tell only this: it begins with Billa and ends with Bong on ...
On the shopping district, we marveled at a time some artists who appeared there as part of the Fringe Festival . Especially well liked us at the River Torrens, which flows through the city and the Botanical Garden where we relax between parrots, palm trees and flowers were particularly - if a certain W. would not always ran so fast forward.
The beauty of the Adelaide metropolitan city that it is caused to the drawing board. A British colonel named sorrow she planned 170 years ago. That is why there are so many parks and you can run hard.
While the ice cream ladies fluttered, fled the honorable to the museum and the Art Gallery. In the evening we had "Left-overs" with and cricket fade away after we had taken our hosts, who both work in the city.
wine and pizza in the BAROSSA VALLEY
Wednesday, 11 clock: We were on our way to a bout of major disasters. It went to the Barossa Valley, where over fifty wineries lured with open cellar doors. A German Seppel Seppelt had called there soon after the founding of the colony planted the first grapes. He was so successful that an entire village was later named after him. In Second World War had to be Seppeltsfield but renamed because it sounded too German. Hungry by the stories of our historian W. approved we first pizza. And although the "Cafe 40s" in the alleged Angaston South Australia makes the best pizza (at least!). Well, was definitely crispy and the nature of the shed (where air usually does not need right houses) was very delicate, caramelized onions with a lot. Furthemore gabs from the "chef" selbstgekelterten red wine. Thanks to our top chauffeur and also because we had a goal by mistake in New South Wales (1000 km) entered into the GPS, we saw much of the beautiful valley, especially liked the mountainous back. Had rounded before our visit with a tasting in a small "winery" that seemed to be even more environmentally friendly. W. fancied itself the right age for a bottle of port. We also bought a bottle of Zinfandel, which we drank with last year's Mareike Reisekompagnon Emmanuel of the evening in Chinatown. Brought to drink wine cost at the local gourmet Chinese measly 12 Ocken, it was pouring and we were given, including the spring rolls in vain. It was rice for all and everyone tried them. With three wickedly expensive ice cream balls in the stomach, we ran a short time later on the bus and left us satisfied escalate the "hills".
HIKING AND COOKING
On Thursday we had our host father at the botanical garden in the Cleland National Park half way out into the city. The garden was nice and big, sheltered waters and all sorts of animals, steep slopes, not to mention excellent sanitary facilities (it was urgent!). So we went after about two hours on the way to our ultimate goal: the hiking trails around the Mount Lofty. After we had climbed this Pimpf (with ridiculous 727 meters, the highest point of the region), we walked for almost an hour downhill. The hiker was particularly impressed by the scenery, the hiking of the women tend hochkeuchenden people.
We had to get one of three daily service on the buses, was eventually announced reverse and it again was a little uphill to the Cleland Wildlife Park before we got on the bus we had enough time to get through the fence, the five-legged to marvel at pace (including tail) of the kangaroos.
Together with our host sister bought one and we prepared a delicious meal in their apartment, for the rest of the family was invited to dinner. When the arrived with chilled beer and wine, and valiant ways of comprehending all the gears, the evening was perfect.
