Hahndorf

Trip Start Sep 08, 2011
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Trip End Jan 08, 2012


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Flag of Australia  , South Australia,
Monday, October 17, 2011

After leaving the Adelaide Visitor's Centre earlier in the week, I was essentially given three places to visit. Glenelg (the beach, which I did visit), The Adelaide Oval (which, finally, I didn’t visit) and Hahndorf; "The oldest German village in Australia". I’m not quite sure how a German village is a tourist attraction, but we took the bait.


I went with the whole family – Addie, Bev and the two boys – to pay a flying visit through the Adelaide Hills before seeing Hahndorf. The Adelaide Hills is a combination of 'rich people land’ and wine growing country, therefore, despite whatever you might think about Australia, as hot, sunny and desert-like, the Hills (everything has to be shortened in Oz) are clearly very affluent, very lush and verdant with magnificent views of the ‘oiks’ in the CBD and the ─delaide Plains (the suburbs surrounding the CBD). That’s not fair actually, as there were very few Bogans (or Ockers or Yobbos) in Adelaide – it’s obviously a different class from Melbourne (there I go with the comparisons again).

Hahndorf. Well, it’s a German village, alright. It would have been a cool touch if all the signs had been in German, but I suppose that would be impractical in Australia. As a tourist attraction, that’s about as far as it goes. It’s a street about a kilometre long, full of German-style shops, selling German goods. OK. I’m from Europe – how is that a tourist attraction?

Actually there were a few curious things to see – being German shops, a lot of the shops were delicatessens and a few of them stocked the rare and unusual like emu jerky, kangaroo in a can (of course) and even crocodile patÚ.

The best part, however, was lunch. Adelaide continued to live up to its gastronomical standards. I’d already partaken of Bubble Tea, eaten in the Food Court with its Asian stalls and now I was about to have the biggest meat platter ever – everything in Australia is bigger (except the seagulls, curiously). We decided to have lunch at a German pub and have what was known as ‘A Taste Of Germany’. Yeah, right. It was just an excuse to bring out every sausage known to man plus massive pork chops and hocks. Forget Polyfest, this was Porkfest!

Despite my reticence over a German village as a tourist attraction in Australia, it had been a good day out and having come to the end of my week in Adelaide, it had also been good to see another side to Australia. Some people might complain that there’s not much to do in Adelaide – and they’d be right – but, then again, there is a reason why it’s known as Australia’s most relaxed city. ‘Chillaxing’ has been raised to an art form. Although as I’ve been told, if I thought that Adelaide didn’t have much in the way of excitement, wait till I get to Alice Springs. Bring it on!
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