In Adelaide, a city of a million or so, it's still called the town hall. The streets are wide and quite. There's a vast ring of park land around the downtown. The grass along the river is green. Saturday was high summer and Monday late fall. The beer is good, not to mention the wine. The time was rich with old and new friends and mussels at a Belgian beer cafe. On the flight home JetStar insisted I leave my barely touched "flat-white" coffee at the gate so I ordered another on the plan and ended up paying $3 for a cup of hot water and a coffee bag.