We're in Adelaide, still

We met James' lovely tortoise-shell cats today, as well as his guinea pig "Bitey" and one of her offspring. We also got to hear some of his recordings featuring sampled sounds of cats purring and guinea pigs squeaking. And then we sang through some old (old, old, old) songs with he and Laura while Terry played lute and James playes bass viol.

Just look at those three sentences, willya? I have never had reason to utter them before and am fairly sure I never will again!

And to top it off, a great exchange between Kate and the taxi driver who brought us back to the YHA:
Kate: We're going to the big backpackers' place on Light Square please.
Cabbie: Oh - is that the place where all the backpackers hang out?
Kate: ... ... ... yes ...
Cabbie: which way do you want me to go?
Kate: We're from out of town - that's why we're going to the youth hostel. We don't know our way around at all.
From the back seat: sound of stifled giggles as Terry and I attempt to maintain decorum ...

Off to Alice Springs tomorrow.