Hey! Deb sent me some photos, so now I can talk a bit more about my time there.
When I first got to Deb's place, I met Miranda, Deb's cat.
Miranda and I were a bit unsure of each other at first, but soon settled in together.
Deb said that these photos are especially well set up, since they give such a wonderfully clear picture of the clothes Deb is collecting to give to Goodwill. She said that was said with something called heavy irony, but I don't know what that is. It looks to me more as though ironing is needed.
I had fun looking out of Deb's windows when she was out. Miranda often joined me...and we would sunbathe together on Miranda's little sun perch.
One Sunday, Deb packed me in her handbag, and we walked into the city, to meet friends for a meal and a film.
We walked the same way Deb walks to work most days.
This is Deb's favourite gum on the way to work. It is on the edge of the parklands, where they meet Hutt Street, which is a great street, with a large homeless shelter, mixed in with ritzy restaurants and all kinds of shops and such.
Deb likes bark...so here is some...this tree is also on the way to work.
When Deb first left home, she lived near there, but that was when the city was seen as a horrible place to live, and all the old houses were seen as nasty......so only poor people and students lived there. Deb has lived near here ever since.
But it has changed.....this was a mangy old delicatessen when Deb first lived near it......now it is a a great place to have coffee and sit and argue with your friends.
There are some old mansions on Hutt St....many have been turned into something else.....like this one:
Deb loves the crazy bifurcated pine....
This is one of Deb's favourite restaurants.....several birthdays have been celebrated here......but I never got to eat there....sniff...
Here's part of another old mansion, which is now some sort of business:
Hutt Street has bits which are part of a car racing track, which used to be used for Formula One Grand Prix........Melbourne now has that race (but there is another one just as big and noisy).
Some of the Grand Prix drivers did hand prints in concrete, which hang on walls....but my paws were way too small to fit in ANY of them. Deb said Ayrton Senna's had been stolen.
This is the gate-keeper's lodge for one of the old mansions. Deb thought about buying it to live in at one time:
The parklands are the setting for an international three day event every year.
This is a very tough sport...where horse and rider are judged in three separate things:Day One: Dressage (which is very complicated, and where the horses have to be super obedient and controlled and very supple).
Day 2: Cross country jumping, where they have to be super fit and gallop a very long way, jumping very big and scary jumps.
Day 3: Where they have to still be energetic enough to do a difficult show jumping course.
Phew!!!!!
Some of the jumps get left in the parklands permanently, because they are too solid to move.
Here I am on the fallen log!!!
We're getting to another favourite place for Deb...known as the East End.
For most of Adelaide's history, this is where the wholesale produce market was.....and twice a week, a vast area was a sea of fruit and veg, and horses and drays, then trucks and such, and seas of people yelling and bidding for produce for their shops.
This area became the place where artists and such hung out, because housing was cheap, and there were huge places for studios, and the atmosphere was great.
Then...the land became too valuable, and the market was moved. The market facade was preserved, but it is now all apartments;
You can see the facade here:
Here are the apartments....
They've left an old wall here, all patched and tumbledown, to try to preserve some of the atmosphere.
Deb doesn't like the area as much.
here's part of the East End, all gentrified like:
I am getting to love my coffee!!!!!!!
Deb's friends wouldn't be photographed!!!! But one of them took a picture of Deb and me.....but it's all distorted because the friend moved the camera.
Deb hates the picture, but I asked her to put it here:
I ate a meal here, which was great.....but the photo makes it look like something only an Orc would eat! (Deb told me about Orcs.)
