July 13

Adelaide. Our hotel is downtown and near two universities; there's a wide mix of businesses in the storefronts, from old books to souvenir tee shirts, sex toys, Macca's (McDonald's), jewelry, pub, travel agent. Adelaide is relatively far from the equator and it's winter, but still warm enough not to need a sweater (we did see one girl at the pedestrian mall wearing black briefs, a silver bikini top and a suit jacket, but it wasn't that warm). The pedestrian mall is busy, a great place for people watching.
In the morning we go to the zoo and finally see a kangaroo, wallabies, a tasmanian devil, crocodile, bilby, and so forth. The wombats are not in their area; one of the keepers hears us mention our disappointment, so she takes us back to where the wombats are being fed and we get to pet one. The fur is silky, but the body underneath is hard as teak--it doesn't feel like an animal, it feels like a heavy piece of furniture that just happens to have fur.
Then we catch a flight to Sydney.