E for for the East End...
For our ‘E’ destination we decided to stay close to home and visit Adelaide’s East End. Adelaide’s City is bounded by parklands on all four sides and it was the old Fruit Markets and parklands at the East End that made up our ABC Draw and Explore.
The bulk of farmers and market-gardeners lived in the Adelaide Hills to the east of the city, and as a result sellers began to congregate on East Terrace and by 1854, the area around the Stag Hotel on the corner of East Terrace and Rundle Street was the epicentre for this trade. From 1860, a popular spot for traders to set up was the vacant lot owned by Richard Vaughan on East Terrace. This spot was desirable as it was away from the cacophony of the road itself, where latecomers were forced to reside. In 1866, Vaughan overhauled his empty lot by constructing a building designed to shelter farmers during their hours of sale. As a result, this is usually considered the foundation of the formalised East End Market.
(by Alexander Parsons, History Trust of SA, Uploaded 20 December 2018. http://adelaidia.sa.gov.au/places/east-end-market)
The East End Market is long gone; however, the facades of the original market building remain and now provide entry into a bustling precinct. According to the East End Adelaide website the East End is “An oasis of awesome in the heart of the city, Adelaide’s East End is teeming with style, culture and entertainment. A picturesque neighbourhood, dotted with street art, galleries, boutiques and restaurants, iconic pubs, cafes and chic small bars, it’s where the locals go for their latte or long black.” www.eastendadelaide.com.au/
We caught the tram to the Adelaide Railway Station and in the tradition of ‘firsts’ we then boarded the City’s new tram extension to the East End. After a hot coffee we wandered through the East End precinct before crossing East Terrace to see the new entry for the O-Bahn Bus Tunnel and taking in the sun in Rymill Park next to the lake. Sitting watching the ducks and looking across to the city, you’d be hard pressed to see the buildings through the trees; we are all very lucky to have our parklands.
Thoroughly warmed and relaxed we wandered across Bartels Road to one of the old Olive Groves (apparently there were thousands of olive trees planted in our parklands in the 1800s) before enjoying a felafel sandwich for lunch at a great little cafe on East Terrace. After wandering through the city we caught the tram home to enjoy a well-deserved whisky and soda.
Now where to go for ‘F’?