In America, Mardi Gras is all about beads, boobs and blacking out. In Australia, it's about Gay pride. I was happy with this difference in cultures because although I love celebrating Mardi Gras at home, no one knows how to have more fun than the gay community of Sydney. Another big difference was that the parade was at night rather than in the morning like it is at home. We arrived about half an hour before it started to try and get a good place to see all of the participants. I was surrounded by a lot of Asians of course and it smelled like bad chinese. I squeezed as far as possible to the front but this tall broad in front of me kept hitting me in the face with her pointy pony tail. I wanted to throw some bows in her face but I didn't want to cause a scene...or did I? Anyways, we probably only watched half of the parade because it got pretty repetitive. There was a lot of rainbow and a lot of skin showing. It was pretty entertaining, especially the large man on the motorized scooter. When we were done with the parade we went to a few different bars/clubs. I ended up staying out later than most, which wasn't a good idea. The girls I stayed out with wanted to rage until like 5 AM because that is when the trains start going again. I was smart and decided to explore the bus schedule for once. I got home around 3:30 which is a good three hours before I would have gotten home if I were to wait for the train. I was happy with my decision to say the least.
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