Adelaide for new years. Delicious food and delicious company and really hot weather and walking really far in really hot weather and drinking wine at wineries and beer that tasted like bananas at a German-style pub and pretending that we were going there for a friend’s Polish dancing festival but not actually going to any of the concerts. And doctors and training there and driving back in a minivan and stopping off for vanilla slices.
Seeing my uncle David for the last time ever. But I didn’t know it at the time.
So it’s a nice memory.