Sh*tney

My sister visited Sydney, and hated it. I think it rained when she was here for 3 days.
We arrived on Sunday, and it was raining. We met checked into the hotel, which was amazing. Its a 5* hotel called the Shangri-la. Our hotel looked out over the harbour bridge and opera house. It is the best hotel I have ever stayed in. We went for coffee and spent hours chatting catching up, then moved onto the beers, and finally ended up walking around the harbour and in a great resturant. It was a little wierd to be sat there with M&D, having left them in Heathrow 3 months ago, then seeing them again next in a resturant over looking the Opera House. We had a great night and celebrated our birthday. Its lucky we were under cover though because Sydney really did live up to its new name my sister had invented (Shitney), and 17mm of rain fell in 1 hour. None of us have ever seen it rain this hard!

I don't think Mom could quite believe it when we had to walk back to the hotel all wearing black bin liners to stop us getting wet. I certainly don't think the Shangri-La and their guest could believe it when we turned up looking like we did.

It has stopped raining now, and we are calling it Sydney once again. Its a great place, and we are having fun with Marge & Farge.
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