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On my last day, after assuring myself that Glen would be home
vertical and in one piece within the next few days I took
Leonore off for dinner. We walked down toward Rundle Mall but
before getting to the mall proper came upon Fancy Burger on
Synagogue Place by Rundle Street. As I had seen a magnet
advertising it on Glen's fridge, I suggested we give it a try
provided it served beer, which investigation showed that it
did, from a cooler that also offered strange local soft
drinks, all of which I wanted to try and none of which I
actually tried. It's slightly ironic to have burgers when
Lilli had already abandoned us, but a good burger is always
a good thing. It's a smallish room with the kitchen at the
back, seating for maybe 50 with minimal furnishings, and
beyond casual, not a big surprise as it's on the ground
floor of what appears to be student lodgings.

Lobethal Bierhaus Red Truck porter was rich, malty, and
delicious, with a little more hoppiness than I would have
expected, but then hops are fashionable these days.

Fancy Bier, bottled by the same brewery for this restaurant,
is a pale ale of the usual sort; pretty good.

I got a plain burger, which was of a good size but sad to
relate of the meatloaf style that predominates throughout
most of the world. The bun was sturdy and okay, as was the
entire experience. Leonore, more in tune with the realities
of local life, got El Loco, which for about $4 more than
mine added jalapenos, pepperjack cheese, chipotle mayo, and
other hot things. This was far more satisfactory.

We strolled together to the bus stop, recapping the week as
we walked along.

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Jason was up early, so we headed to the airport early,
which meant that I had over half an hour before the Qantas
check-in counter opened; at least this was spent somewhere
with central heating. For some reason Qantas got the notion
that I'm an Australian national, which complicated check-in
considerably, as United wouldn't let me onto my connection
until the agent, with dire mutterings about the computer,
managed to sort things out. Security seemed perfunctory, so
I got through in time to wait a quarter hour before the
club opened. The club is enormous by American outstation
standards, and the catering was almost identical to that of
the Melbourne facility. I got to try the pancake machine,
whose product is bigger and more attractive than Alaska
Airlines' but is even more rubbery and tasteless.

The ginger ale here is Cascade, which was gingery enough
to make me sneeze.

Out to the gate to find the flight delayed by half an hour
despite the aircraft having been parked there when I poked
around at quarter to five.
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