15/03/2022 Activities in Adelaide

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We've been enjoying the last gasp of summer and getting out and about to enjoy Adelaide and its environs.  Belair is beautifully positioned on the hill with easy access to the beach, the city, and the Hills.  The Fringe Festival is still on and we're sampling the smorgasbord of cultural entertainment that is on offer.

We went to a comedy show, where Roger was theatrically 'killed' by a very comical man.  

And we ate a picnic tea surrounded by festive crowds (well spaced out, of course!), entertainers, and spruikers.  Above us flying foxes headed out to feed and fairy lights twinkled to life amidst the trees.



We met a pig.  The pig offered us fruit.

 


Then I went back to Port Adelaide and revisited the street art and the light house,although the promises Fringe made about 3D animation street art apps were sadly underwhelming.  The street art was nice, though.

The light house was doing light house stuff in the vein of light houses when they don't have to shine lights any more.  While I was photographing the light house a man approached me and asked for money.  I feel sorry for people who ask for money, because nobody carries cash any more and the man went off cashless and lamenting his sad luck.


After the light house I found a wild camouflaged piano which is a very difficult thing to do and I was very proud of myself for tracking one down.



While I was doing all this adventuring at Port Adelaide  Roger rode his bicycle from Brighton to Semaphore, where we met for the sunset.  Given that summer is due to finish any day now I felt honour bound to go for a paddle, so off I went paddling and taking photos.


The end of the day brought out all the fishermen and crabbers, and they congregated at the end of the Semaphore Jetty where they fished and crabbed, and some of them did both.


And then  the sun went down and that was the end of that.



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