I hardly ever travel to the same place twice. It probably has something to do with a Japanese word I like: a period for a while. Afraid to know that one day will come again, to lose the opportunity to cherish the trip, to see everything, and to return to erase the beauty of the imagination. Adelaide was an accident.
It was supposed to be a memoir to Adelaide four years later and returned to this little village, but it was dismissed by growing fear of recollection recently. When the plane was about to land, Adelaide, who went down at 08:45 in the evening, had little poor light, and Mr. Zhuo sighed, "it's so small." I thought, it's a few laps bigger than I saw when I left.
Four years, enough to change a lot. The candy store in Rundel mall alley is still there, but the grotesque jelly beans;central market store that sells chocolate coffee beans is still there, but the handsome shop assistant is missing. There was a traffic jam in the city, the night became noisy, I didn't recognize the street, I even questioned whether I had stayed in Adelaide. However, the good sunshine here has not changed, the low house has not changed, but the other is not much changed: here is still full of fat people on the street.
Perhaps the reason for the number of fat people can only be attributed to two: focus on food; lazy.
Adelaide's most important food is cheese, chocolate and red wine, explaining why the city is full of weight. From the crowd in central market, it is not difficult to see that people here like to eat and like to cook. On my way to Rundel Mall, I said to Mr. Zhuo, "now you see half the population of Adelaide." "then this is the other half of Adelaide," central market, said with a slap in the head. "Central market is Adelaide's landmark, and the Chinese restaurants around it are spreading." In addition to the coffee bean shop I like, I used to buy all kinds of cheese, and the first kangaroo meat in my life was also here for free. More approachable than Melbourne's Victorian market, low-price dishes are in the middle of the road, while beleaguered mothers push strollers and carry another child. The old lady who sells cabbage and rice has not even changed the boxes, and the cheese families are still full of people. It's just that the market is a little neater, and there's a lot of coffee-drinking stalls.
When I returned to the hotel, after the Haigh's chocolate I used to go to, I didn't expect the store to be much larger. Although Melbourne also had Haigh's, because he was always wandering around in Adelaide, the salesgirl sent me two tests each time (depending on my weight and the Adelaide people). Let me have a very special feelings for Haigh's.
Central Market sells coffee beans.
Everybody loves cheese.
In the evening, Mr. Zhuo and I went out for a routine walk. If it was in Melbourne, we would have met a lot of runners, or people coming out of the gym. Oh, we found another mass gathering place,: Night noodle Marketplace! After eating all day long, we were very distressed in the face of all kinds of aroma coming from the nostrils. Interestingly, the night market was held behind the state goverment, and it was in line with Adelaide's sex-loving nature. In addition to the Australians' favorite BBQ, and N2 ice cream in Melbourne / Sydney, special ramen taco,Yum Cha snacks and Osaka are also very popular. The passing men and women ate in disregard of the images of various delicacies and beers. There is also a special wine tasting time in Beer Garden (5-30-7-00), really can not be separated from the city of alcohol.
night noodle markets
Pull face taco
Beer Garden wine tasting
And the city night lights is also the restaurant, even the supermarket is pitifully closed at 5 o'clock, watching the night scene is a joke. Adelaide's dinner could be called a long feast. When they used to have dinner at home with homestay, they could eat from 5: 00 p.m. to 8: 00 p.m., from cheese's platter and pre-dinner wine to dessert. After dinner, they watched < AlloAllo > with two old people. I felt like I was 60 years old in Adelaide. In the absence of a rich nightlife, Adelaide had only one activity left: eat. So they put a long table of lunch, constantly looking for a good restaurant, a variety of excuses to enjoy good food and wine. Accidentally passing through Jamie Oliver's restaurant, thinking Melbourne didn't want to try it, the result was an allele of at least an hour and a half. Looking at the rest of the old customers, we still give up, after all, a day of overeating can hold up for a dessert at most.
The next day, however, lunch happened to pass again, and it didn't happen to be allelic, but it didn't taste as good as it might have been. Half of the burger is left with, polenta chips with rosemary salt and parmesan too light, and the best thing to eat is Crispy porcini mushroom arancini, but it's not going to be too bad for arancini.
lunch
Adelaide's two-day fake holiday trip-in fact, the overeating trip-ended in a hurry. Probably also can not find the opportunity and the reason to come again, actually still regrets did not go to eat the pig hoof which my heart thinks.
On the way to the airport, the taxi driver said, "are you from Melbourne?" Melbourne traffic is too complicated, even red lights to see cars in two directions. I'd rather stay in Adelaide, though it's getting busier and busier. "
I thought: maybe Adelaide would still be so lazy that the fat guys wouldn't easily keep the city busy. Hum, so don't come to Adelaide when you're young, be careful of the swimmers that come out of your waist!
