After clearing Immigration and Customs, we noticed a sign for Virgin Blue domestic transfers. Following the arrow, we located check-in desks and were given boarding passes and tickets for the bus to the domestic terminal. It was a 10-minute ride, and once there we stopped to get cash and then zipped through security. Following a stop to buy Kleenex, we headed to the food court. Jer had a bacon, egg and cheese breakfast sandwich from Red Rooster (which, surprisingly, came with barbeque sauce). Jess had a gargantuan blueberry muffin from Harry's Cafe de Wheels, and we split a disappointing chai from a coffee bar. Eventually, we headed to our gate, where we were told that our flight to Adelaide would be delayed due to winds, only to be told a few minutes later that it would depart on time after all.
Our Virgin Blue flight to Adelaide was pretty smooth, and we caught some glimpses of rich red soil fields across the south coast of Australia. We had no trouble getting an Adelaide map and a shuttle bus into town, which dropped us off across the street from the Quest on King William Serviced Apartments. Our room wasn't ready yet, so we had tea at Cibo next door and considered our lunch options.
We settled on Bistro Dom, as it was nearby and well-rated on Trip Advisor. It was a "smart casual" place, but they didn't seem to mind our more casual (airplane friendly) attire. Jer ordered the tasty lamb fillet with wild mushrooms (which, it turns out, was chicken-fried lamb), Jess ordered the homemade pasta with lump crabmeat, chilis and garlic, and we split a side of green beans almondine. Jer was pleased to note that Dom understands the importance of butter and salt. Jess wanted a pear-and-frangipane tart, but Jer talked her out of it for fear that she would collapse in a carb-crash of epic proportions.
After lunch we headed back to Quest on King William and checked in. Our studio was awfully spacious (we've lived in smaller!). We dropped off our luggage then headed back out to see a bit of Adelaide. On the recommendation of the desk clerk, we headed up to the pedestrian shopping street, Rundle St., in search of Haigh's Chocolates. After a bit of wandering we found it; Jer picked out a ginger bar, and Jess got locally-inspired individual chocolates (a wattleseed crunch and quandong), but we decided not to eat them right then.
After wandering around a bit more, we headed up to the University of South Australia campus. It had meandering pathways past beautiful architecture, with an art gallery and a number of museums. After a couple of false starts we located our target, the Migration Museum. We spent a pleasant hour looking at exhibits about Australian immigration from a number of perspectives. The displays about the White Australia policy were particularly interesting, as we didn't realize that Asian immigration into the country has only really existed during our lifetime.
Upon leaving the museum, we walked up to the River Torrens and walked along the riverside path for a bit. In addition to the typical pigeons and ducks, central Adelaide's waterway had black swans and a pelican! It was a very nice place for a stroll. Eventually, though, we headed back to Rundle St. in search of the Woolworth's grocery store (!) we'd seen earlier, where we stocked up on breakfast provisions (OJ, yoghurt, orange-poppyseed muffins and, for Jer, tabbouleh and bacon-flavored cup o' soup).
We headed back to Quest on King William to put our food in the fridge. Once we sat down, though, we realized that we were exhausted and our dinner plans needed to be scaled way down. Jer was too tired to head to a nice restaurant, so we decided to see what fast food was around. We popped into Hungry Jack's, only to realize that it's Burger King (complete with Whoppers, etc.). So we headed back to Sushi Train, which had been pretty full when we passed by. It turned out to be a little conveyor belt sushi place, so we took our seats and started grabbing plates off the line. The salmon and tuna nigiri were pretty good, but what Jess thought was a California roll ended up being avocado and canned tuna! (We had something similar happen in NZ, so we think canned tuna sushi might be popular in Oceana, but we're not fans.) Sushi Train wasn't the best sushi we've had, but it wasn't bad and it was quick, cheap and convenient.
Our tummies full, we headed back to our room. Jess wrote in this journal while Jer plugged in our electronics. By 7pm, though, we were both in bed!