Today I went on a tour of the Barossa Valley wine growing region. The tour consisted at stops at four winneries, where we sampled a variety of reds, whites, and ports. The wines were very good, but after awhile they all started to taste the same. For lunch we had a BBQ, including kangaroo, which was actually quite tasty. On the tour were two Americans from Indiana, one of whom was a student at Purdue, where I went to school. He's studying for a semester in Adelaide. Aparently, out of Purdue's 30,000 students, only 120 are studying abroad.

Back at the Glenelg Beach Resort it was another boring night. Meet the Parents was playing, which was pretty funny, but hard to hear. The hostel has a small bar, which even though it's totally empty, has loud music playing. Over in a corner is the movie area. So you have to try to tune out Eminem while you're watching. After the movie, rather than going to bed at 10:30 again, the residents of our dorm room: me, a Dutch guy, and a French woman, plus an American from Boston, decided to check out the bar down the street. We all complained about how boring the place is. Not surprisingly, the bar was nearly empty and playing crappy music. The most interesting aspect was a guy of about 70 in a suit and top-hat dancing and spinning around. The French woman claimed to have learned English by spending a month in Australia. She is pretty fluent, but as is always the case when talking to non-native English Speakers, you have to watch your slang, lest you confuse them.