Just a Normal Thursday Night...
I shall now tell you my harrowing tale of last night.
So 6 of us exchange students were going to the movies in Chatswood, which is a 20 minute train ride from Hornsby (and from my house to Hornsby station is a 10 minute drive) Keep in mind that Hornsby theatre would've been closer for 4 out of 6 of us exchange students.
After the movie (You, Me, and Dupree in case you were wondering) we went to Chatswood station to catch the train back to Hornsby where my host mom was picking me up. We walked down the stairs and the sign next to a train that was sitting there said Hornsby so Gabriel (brazil) said that was our train, that he was catching a different one and he'd see us later and me, Leo (brazil), Connie (Chile), and Jade (Thailand) all got in the train. Five minutes later we realized we were going to wrong way and got off the train. Turns out we were on the last train of the night, but didn't realize it until we had waited for 40 minutes at Wollstonecraft ( little station by the way, with no signs announcing where we were going or when another train would be coming. Not to mention we could see the harbour bridge which is EXTREMELY far from Normanhurst) Leo found a sign that said from August 7th to 10th there would be no trains running from Hornsby to Central from 9pm to 1 am. Well that included us so we found a bus (which was very crowded by the way) that took us to Chatswood and then found another even more crowded bus to take us to Hornsby. Long story short we were at the Chatswood station at 930 and I didn't get home until midnight.
Oh and did I mention that Gabriel was in fact catching the same train that we were supposed to.
Yeah, one fun night with the exchange students!
So 6 of us exchange students were going to the movies in Chatswood, which is a 20 minute train ride from Hornsby (and from my house to Hornsby station is a 10 minute drive) Keep in mind that Hornsby theatre would've been closer for 4 out of 6 of us exchange students.
After the movie (You, Me, and Dupree in case you were wondering) we went to Chatswood station to catch the train back to Hornsby where my host mom was picking me up. We walked down the stairs and the sign next to a train that was sitting there said Hornsby so Gabriel (brazil) said that was our train, that he was catching a different one and he'd see us later and me, Leo (brazil), Connie (Chile), and Jade (Thailand) all got in the train. Five minutes later we realized we were going to wrong way and got off the train. Turns out we were on the last train of the night, but didn't realize it until we had waited for 40 minutes at Wollstonecraft ( little station by the way, with no signs announcing where we were going or when another train would be coming. Not to mention we could see the harbour bridge which is EXTREMELY far from Normanhurst) Leo found a sign that said from August 7th to 10th there would be no trains running from Hornsby to Central from 9pm to 1 am. Well that included us so we found a bus (which was very crowded by the way) that took us to Chatswood and then found another even more crowded bus to take us to Hornsby. Long story short we were at the Chatswood station at 930 and I didn't get home until midnight.
Oh and did I mention that Gabriel was in fact catching the same train that we were supposed to.
Yeah, one fun night with the exchange students!
posted by E-liza-beth at 1:04 AM
4 Comments:
seriously- welcome to sydney public transport- try they do that to us constantly, yet tell us how great the system is.....and dont tell us when they are going to screw us round...then complain when we get pissy at them.......and.......i may or may not be still slightly angry at the loss of my english essay...and taking it out on the comment space on your blog....WHO KNOWS WHAT IM DOING?!?! ahh the mystery
Yikes! Should I have you return to Canada immediately or should be just chalk it up as a good Aussie adventure?
I think you should have hitched a ride with something. the story would have been better if you guys got in a car with a stranger.
that story sorta reminds me of the time i got lost my first bus ride to montreal. next time you should vote on a group leader who actually knows the sydney subway system. insist on bringing a friend or say you're homesick and need to bring your hostmom.
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