Having enjoyed our first night at B-Rad's lovely old flat that does not include a washing machine even though it explicitly says that it does on the advert, we awaken to prepare ourselves for our 3rd Greeters tour in Australia. Now it's Adelaide's turn!The sun shining, we meet Andy our guide around 20 minutes late. This was due to our slight confusion regarding the free bus shuttle service in Adelaide. It probably would have come, but we didn't tr...

Of all the coffee shops in Adelaide (there are many), we accidentally manage to pick a sister operation to the coffee we had in the airport yesterday. We had this in a takeaway cup on the way to meet our Adelaide Greeter. It's better than yesterday... The big brother of our airport coffee, but thinner (and consequently too hot), and the coffee bean flavour just doesn't get through. Grinder: MazzerMachine: RuggeroBeans: VeloceAB

We are taken here by our Adelaide greeter, Andy, who tells us this is Adelaide's oldest espresso bar (turns out to be est. 1957, so I'm not sure if that's true...). It was begun by an Italian woman, the eponymous Lucia, in Adelaide's Central Market after she noticed that most of the Italian immigrants worked nearby, and were probably in dire need of some decent coffee. It's not a flat white, but we don't really expect one at such a proudly...

Another coffee with Andy the Adelaide greeter, following swiftly on the heels of Lucia. This is an Adelaide chain which he rates. It's creamy, but a bit monotone. AB

Packed up and headed to Sydney Domestic Airport, a quick and easy train ride from Central station. We've done this before! At the airport almost 2 hours ahead of time (keen bean Alex). A glance out of the plane window on the descent shows large expanses of unappealing brown. I'm not sure if this is unfair on Adelaide; there have been forest fires raging for the last few weeks, and it's hard to tell from up high whether the brown is permanently dry or ...