A Zombie in Adelaide - Night 124

I slept poorly at best on the ride. We stopped again at 3am to change drivers. Going for a short walk outside to stretch my legs, the air was noticeably drier and crisper. The bus finally rolled into Adelaide at 6:15am, which was actually 6:45am Melbourne time as the state of Southern Australia is in one of the those annoying half time zones that is on the :30 when the rest of the world is on the hour. I remember having this weird dream that we had to drive through flood waters on our way into town, which is strange considering Adelaide’s climate is borderline desert and the area been in a drought for the last seven years.

The sun was just coming up as I grabbed my

The Adelaide Conservatory

bags and headed off in search of my hostel. A faint smell of desert air drifted about in the cool morning breeze. Walking by a large, fancy condominium building on the way to Wayland Street, I came upon a completely naked man arguing with a woman (presumably his wife) over the streetside intercom. The old man, about 60 years of age, had absolutely nothing on nor anything in his hands, as if he had either A) went outside with nothing or B) was robbed of all his possessions on his morning jog. I picked up my pace and quickly found the YHA which was just around corner. It is never advisable to be the third party in a domestic dispute, especially when one of them is standing outside naked at 6am.

Check in wasn’t until noon, so I crashed in the lounge for a much needed nap. After checking in, I wandered around town eventually scoring a dirt cheap buffet meal at the main market in town. In the afternoon, I toured the University and the botanical gardens. The lack of sleep had sort of caught up with me and I felt like a zombie sort of stumbling though the day. Adelaide is an interesting place from a city planner’s perspective. The downtown area is a compact 8 block by 6 block area of orthogonal streets all surrounded by a huge greenbelt, giving it the feel of a small, dense city. However, beyond this circle of parks lies an immensely sprawling city of 1.5 million.
I didn’t do much in the evening other than prepare for a decent night sleep.

What I Learned Today: It is entirely impossible to get into a comfortable sleeping position on a Greyhound bus unless you are under 4’11 in height.

Sunset in Adelaide

A Zombie in Adelaide - Night 124

Adelaide, Australia