Australia: It gives a whole new meaning to 'stuffed olives'

Today was a study in scattering. Our various subgroups dispersed across the fair city of Adelaide, recombining and re-splitting by whim, circumstance, or malicious intent. The Adelaide veterans (Sean, Laura, and their parents) wandered the shopping district of the city, spending money fro and to (yes, i know), getting sore feet, meeting random aunts/siblings in cafes, and generally bumping into a lot of people because we instinctively try to pass on the right. The majority of the rest of the group (perhaps all, i didn't keep score) descended upon the aboriginal art museum, possibly other museums, and had a grand old time. At some point Andy wandered off, and Jenny got lost but found Andy, so they went to Glenelg instead. They completely failed to find the house where the veterans stayed last time (a condo is not a house), found a rather baffling mosaic instead, and some other palyndromic-city stuff as well.

A good time was had by all.

Tomorrow the under-30s depart for Cairns, and the majority of the remainders go on a wine 'tasting' tour of Barossa, a prolific wine producing region of Australia. Now, you may ask, do they produce prolific wine, or produce wine prolifically? We may never know. A simple hyphen would have solved everything, but that was too easy.

All attempt to post some or all of my 178 pictures have failed, because computers are vile, evil creatures that plot and conspire to interfere with our efforts. However, Jenny has posted some new pictures, so you can look at those instead.