It’s always excellent to explore your own city and so we booked into an apartment on North Terrace and scampered about for three days.
Day trips are fun, but staying overnight in the CBD invests the holiday with heightened excitement, and cloaks the cityscape with enchantment.
It was a trip of constant curiosity and we discussed the confronting Art Gallery exhibits and the giant squid in the Museum and ventured about the Botanic Gardens’ Conservatory. Claire took us on an impromptu tour of TAFE and the boys were quite taken with the enormous white-board pens (for use with the vision-impaired).
We speculated about the coins embedded in Rundle Street’s footpath and saw the bat colonies by the zoo and even watched 1980’s World Series cricket in our room.
Alex and Max increasingly embrace tradition so hopefully this can become an annual investigation.

Botanic Gardens

Absence Embodied: installation in the Art Gallery

brotherly love

balcony o’clock

what a joy this apostrophe is: so inclusive, so quietly assured

Pancake Kitchen

my first visit since 1984

looking south

this painting enjoyed our scrutiny, if not admiration

early morning

arrival (not the ABBA album)

North Terrace

tour guide Max at the Botanic Gardens

successful parenting