How is Australia a desert? It has not stopped raining!!! 
These pictures were taken at Hyde Park yesterday afternoon. We got out of class early and made a break for the parks (most things around here close at 5 or 5:30pm!).
We split in two groups when we got to the Botanical Gardens. Katie and I wanted to wander the gardens while the other girls wanted to go to the point to capture the Opera House and Sydney Bridge in the same photo. Unfortunately, we didn't think of setting a meeting place and time and so we lost our comrades along the way.
The other attraction that Katie and I were set on seeing was Luna Park. Let me tell you-it was quite the adventure getting ourselves to Luna Park. It went something like this:
Katie and I wanted to at least say that we tried to find our friends. We waited at the gates for 10 minutes even after they were closed. We decided to venture over to the Opera House to see if the girls were there trying to buy tickets. On the way over, of course out of no where, the rain began to come down. Lucky for Katie and I, we got drenched at Circular Quay the night before and had learned where the store fronts covered us from rain and where the underground walk ways were. Half way to the Opera House we decided to turn around. There was no way we would maybe find 4 girls in the massive crowds.
So, on to the train station. Milson's was the stop right before Town Hall and the park couldn't be too hard to find from there. That is, if it was light out and the weather was cooperating. Of course, it was nearly 6 and the sun was long gone for the winter night. And, of course, the rain just fell harder and harder. But, nevermind all of that, I am only in Sydney once and I will see all of the sights, even if the rain accompanies me the entire way.
On to the train we hopped with soggy shoes. But soggy shoes are nothing to complain about when the rest of your body is dry. It was quite the accomplishment.
At Milson's we hopped off the train in a torrential down pour to say the least. There was a sign pointing towards Luna Park and so we decided to follow it. Then the winds picked up. REALLY up! At one point as Katie and I were standing on a corner waiting to cross the road, our umbrellas went inside-out and Katie clung to the nearest pole. Yes, we really were going to get blown away.
But what does that matter when you are half-way across the world for what may be the only time in your life? Luna Park had to be seen! Onward-ho!
Needless to say, we were soaked to our undies by the time we reached the mouth. Completely drenched, yet still holding on to our stupid little brollies.
Now let me tell you, Katie has a brolly complex. She seems to think that if she continues to hold on to it in the rain, regardless of the fact that it has poked a hole into itself, or that the metal structure is completely compromised, she wins. Here is a conversation we had on the train ride home as we sat in our own puddles looking like we went for a swim in our clothes:
Katie "I'm going to try to mend my umbrella. Duct tape fixes everything."
Me "You do realize that it's completely useless don't you? I think you're in denial."
Katie "If I throw it away it wins."
Me "Look at you! It already won!!!"
What is really important is that this conversation was frequently and abruptly interrupted by rounds of laughter and took about 5 minutes to come out of our mouths in-between gasps for air. I think the entire train thought us to be loony. But hey, it's completely normal to have umbrellas in your hand and be soaked to your bottom from the rain...isn't it...all for a photo that won't turn right-side-up!
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