It was an altogether better start to the day. I was able to sleep in after an early night and this time I did not wash my hair in hand cream. The bottles in the hotel bathroom all look the same to me without my glasses but the results, hair that looked like a wig, were undeniable.
Kangaroo Island, where we are currently experiencing the total antipathy to being in the city, and which is off the coast of Australia about 80 miles south of Adelaide, is a throwback to a different age. People are encouraged not to go out after dark, so one is forced to do what you can during daylight hours before, I presume, the wildlife get hungry. With car insurance not valid after 8pm and only one pub in village of Penneshaw the only place to eat and drink, we went to he pub to eat.