Day 45 - Dizzy Corrie

We got up and went to check into our room for the night… the laundry room. Yes this was a room full of all the bed linen and sheets etc. The receptionist had made us aware of this room if we wanted it to save walking across town to much more expensive hostels. We had a look and didn’t mind being surrounded by all the clean sheets, plus this room had an en-suite and double bed; also this room was half the price it would’ve been elsewhere, a steal at $60 for the two of us.

After dumping our bags we made our way to the YHA hostel to meet most of the tour group and go out for lunch.

After a catch-up and saying a few farewells we headed back to the room; unfortunately this is where we stayed for most of the day due to Danny’s afternoon snooze!

Danny was awake in time to go and get food again so we made the short trip to the pizza place and got a huge pizza and a couple of drinks.

We’d heard about a festival (South Australia – the festival state) or parade type thing that was happening this evening so went to investigate. We got there nice and early to get some front row places on the main street where all the performers etc would pass. Corrie had her camera at the ready and the countdown to the Adelaide Fringe Parade began… but then Corrie felt faint. Danny sped to the nearby shop for some water, leaving Corrie sat on the floor and guarding our prime positions. When he returned she was not there however, though luckily she hadn’t strayed far and was laid on the pavement metres away! Danny insisted on Corrie drinking the cold water and remaining seated for a while, claiming he’d try and figure out the camera settings and get some shots of the parade. This seemed to stir something in Corrie and she was back up again within five or so minutes, camera in hand. As we’d lost our places we couldn’t really see what was going on due to the five person deep crowd lining the whole street. Corrie came up with a solution to try and get at least a couple of decent photos; the stick your arm in the air, point, shoot and hope method. Time will tell if there are any keepers in the fifty or so snaps she took before calling it quits. 

 

We then slowly walked back to the hostel, getting more water on the way, eventually reaching the less hectic space of our laundry room for some sleep.