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There is no easy way to say this; pubs in Australia are strange. As women, it is not unusual for us to feel out of place in a pub down under. Like some throw back to the 1950’s public houses are mainly occupied by men, fresh from a days hard graft on a building site.
Occasionally you may see a woman eating a plated meal and drinking a white wine, supervised of course by a male chaperone. Then there are the drink measures: beer comes in pots, midis or scooners rather than pints or halfs. Even asking for a lager can be met with suspicion as the Aussies don’t seem to know what that is. This being so, it was a refreshing change to find the welcoming watering-holes of Adelaide. We were a little overwhelmed by the friendly atmosphere and comfort so of course we tested out a few pubs just to make sure. We were surprised to find we could order a pint of lager without much trouble, even if it was a slightly smaller US pint measure.

We had a few weeks to explore in Adelaide, giving us time to sell our trusty companion Val the van and get our remaining time down under planned out. We sold Val to three young French boys, who seemed more than happy to squeeze into the double bed like sardines. That will certainly make for some interesting adventures for them. It was a bitter-sweet goodbye but we needed the money to fund the rest of our trip. Cash in hand, we started looking at our options for the rest of our travels and booked some tours.

Wandering Wives Val

We found Adelaide pretty pleasant to walk around. With a much slower pace than Sydney or Melbourne, it is pretty relaxed and has some lovely architecture. We particularly enjoyed the library and national museum, as well as the museum of immigration. This highlighted the diversity of Australia and some of the struggles faced by people emigrating to Australia through out the ages. The central market was also a great experience, filled with all sorts of foods, drinks and hipsters.

Adelaide market

The National Wine Centre of Australia was certainly worth a visit, the exhibitions were fine but the main reason we went was for the tastings. It was a little expensive as it was pay per taste, but the selection was huge and from a wide range of vineyards across Australia.

We took a road trip to the Barossa valley, one of Australia’s best wine regions and home to Wolf Blass and Jacob’s Creek. The Penfolds cellar door was exquisite, certainly one of our best vineyard experiences. Wolf Blass was impressive but somewhat lacking in personality. Some of the smaller vineyards were better for a more boutique cellar door experience.

After a few weeks of getting our affairs in order we were ready to escape the South Australian winter in favour of Darwin’s tropical heat.

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  1. […] embarked on a six day tour from Alice Springs to Adelaide, which took in the main sites of central Australia. We were picked up at dawn, under a blanket of […]

  2. […] wine, which to our delight was available for tasting at the cellar door. That evening we arrived in Adelaide and enjoyed a final meal and a few drinks with our tour […]

  3. […] wine, which to our delight was available for tasting at the cellar door. That evening we arrived in Adelaide and enjoyed a final meal and a few drinks with our tour […]

  4. I have friends in Adelaide and have never been. Thanks for the delightful look inside!

  5. We lived in Adelaide for many years (came from Canada), before I moved to Queensland after my husband departed this mortal coil. Thanks for the little sentimental tour.

  6. Adelaide is a very cool place, sort of one those most extreme points of the earth. It’s a place where scooners are really schooners, where you get onboard and perhaps sail off into some non-Barossa wine induced alternative state. Not that I’m trying to confuse sea sickness with any other of course. It’s also a little different from many parts of Australia because it’s less about convicts and more about UK free settlement. Who knows, you may have unwittingly crossed paths with some relatives down there. Anyway, all that aside South Australia is really a tale of two cities, Adelaide and Elizabeth. Usually regarded as a suburb, or satellite city of Adelaide, Elizabeth is a post-WWII creation and also quite British. Perhaps many down there will be hoping a UK rugby world cup team can show the OZ colonial upstarts a thing or two. I sure do, as a Kiwi, I’m all for an All-Black-out.

    • We never made it to Elizabeth but we enjoyed the English influence in Adelaide after so long away from home. Especially because Sian managed to get her hands on a scotch egg!

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