Lost in Adelaide

Unlike many women, I have a good sense of direction and, once I have been to a place I can generally find my way around it again without needing a map. It was odd, then, flying into Adelaide: I haven't been here for more than 20 years, and then we arrived by car.

Strange, then, to be flying into an Australian capital city with unfamiliar geography. I am more familiar with Dunedin, Auckland, Christchurch or even London, Moscow or Rome than I am with this pretty, well-proportioned city. Add that to the fact that the coast is to the west-south-west and my direction finding is approximately 180 degrees out. By the end of 5 days here, though, it will also be indelibly etched on my internal visitors' guide.