The city skyline is awash with white and orange meccano like structures reaching out.
As I drive down West Terrace and approach North Terrace I see six thin metal long ladders straight into the air with a right angle cross bar.
Following on down North Terrace I turn into King William, heading towards North Adelaide and more metal ladders into the sky.
If I backtrack I have passed massive earth movers trundling about by the side of the expressway.
Loud machines are cracking rocks and filling up tip trucks and taking it all somewhere else.
Bridges are pulled into skeletal remains.
While we weave in and out of speed zones.
There are empty railway stations as new tracks are laid out.
Big boxy buses whizz on by.
A new concrete set of blocks has stretched out high across the Onkaparinga river.
Not aesthetically pleasing among the natural wonders of the river beds.
But we consider progress is being made.
Transport to and from the city will float along this bridge and that emerging dual expressway.
To and from the big hospitals and stadiums.
Beauty can be so elusive, perhaps we can add that bit in later.
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