The next two days in Adelaide had to be recovery days for the most part.  My suitcase was getting full of souvenirs, including the print I’d bought at Rosenvale, and I wanted to send some of the items back to myself. There were also items like an electric toothbrush which I could no longer recharge and use. With a bit of online research, I found that one could send a package by ship via Australian Post. The web site stated that the package would take 2-3 months to arrive but the shipping rate was reasonable, especially considering that I was paying in Aussie dollars rather than USD – about 30% off. With a 3 months transit time, I’d receive the package in late July, long after I returned to the US and home. I gathered the items I wanted to ship, found directions to the nearest post office and walked over there only to find that the PO was closed. It was April 25th, ANZAC Day, a national day of remembrance commemorating all Australians and New Zealanders who served and died in all wars, conflicts, and peacekeeping operations. It was the Aussie Memorial Day holiday, so of course the PO was closed. I returned to the hotel after a short walk to rest my knee, order room service and drink a bottle of wine I’d bought at the Yaldara winery.

The next day, I was successful in mailing the package at the post office, but unsuccessful in finding a knee brace to increase my mobility. At this point, I really had not explored Adelaide very much. There was a free bus service looping around the central business district – 99A and 99C buses. I rode the complete circuit and was able to see more of the CBD and the famous Adelaide Market but I was too mobility limited to really explore any of it. I returned to the hotel where I was able to get ice for my knee in the evening.

The next day was my last full day in Adelaide, I was determined to see the Mortlock Library. It was a beautiful space not very far from my hotel, well used by local people not just scholars. 

I missed visiting many things in Adelaide: Victoria Square, touring the Adelaide Market, the National Wine Gallery all because walking was very painful. I’m left with unfinished business in this area and who knows, I might come back again since I would like to take The Ghan – a train from Adelaide to Darwin – someday.