Beer, Bowie and Lahksa
M and I had a hearty breakfast, and travelled through the hills to get to Hahndorf; described as a charming European town settled by Germans. Not sure why they fled, I believe it had to do with religious persecution. The town looks very European, with a lot of old building and trees, German music playing from the various pubs with German flags. M and I noticed however that they weren�t so friendly. More like a jaded tourist town which after 5pm, might shut down, and the people playing their parts go home throw their feet on a cushion and curse the stupid tourists with their stupid cameras. I got a feeling of cynicism from most of the people we encountered; all we needed next was to see them dressed in traditional German peasant costumes. On the plus side, the people who smiled at us, and were interested in us as people, not just tourists, we bought souvenirs from them for friends.
I had the best Lahksa in the Hahndorf hotel, with 2 great coffees, and M had a gorgeous caesar salad. We watched these people work, and it was obvious they loved their jobs. It made me wish in a way that I had roots, ancestors or some kind of history that I could relate to, and be part of. You really felt the sense of family and community in this small town, and despite the frowns, there were plenty of smiles and warmth which makes me want to stay and live there.
We took some cool photos which made us grin, some food they were selling as butt burners, but I didn�t want M to buy any. After we did Hahndorf, we drove to Murray Bridge. The journey there on the freeway was pretty good. Once again, no trees to be seen anywhere. Lots of hills covered with yellow grass. We made it to Murray Bridge and crossed the bridge, and did the tourist thing and drove under the bridge, I found another old rundown house so I took a few pics of that, and it was amazing, we found the Murray River, which really was a river. If you look at the pic of the Torrens river, you�ll see it looks more like a dry creek bed than a river.
We headed off for home, and I got lost, taking a wrong turn and ending up somehow driving away from Adelaide towards Melbourne. I woke up M and requested some directional guidance, because I wasn�t doing this very well. Eventually we got home, and got ready for David Bowie.
We got to the Entertainment Centre in time, and seated, to see the opening act for the night, �Something for Kate� and they were pretty good. I think they were a little overwhelmed at being the backup band for Bowie from some of the comments made, but they really played well, and the lead singer/guitarist plays in bare feet!
Bowie came out, and from that point onwards, I was in heaven. We ended up only being 25 rows from the front, and about 30 metres from the stage, we had a great view, if you didn�t mind looking through the back of the head of some teenage boys who stood for the whole concert, stoned. They passed around a couple of joints, and stayed rooted to the ground whilst everyone else around them danced up a storm.
The highlight of the night was his song, �I�m afraid of Americans� Damn, it was awesome and I screamed myself hoarse




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