New Years happens to be one of L and my favorite holidays. Something about looking back at the last year and saying goodbye to the bad and looking forward to the good and advancing towards new goals and continuing good trends from the past year.
In order to avoid the traffic, we parked outside the city and took a train in. This allowed us to get an even more authentic experience.
Unlike L, I was extremely concerned about avoiding the chill. Double layered on everything. At the end of the night my right arm was sore from being unable to bend it properly. It worked too, even if I was slightly un-motile and not as fashionable as the true new yorkers who wore tights, if that, and cute cocktail dresses.
Due, to inexperience and being told to go here and there by the flocks of cops, we somehow managed to position ourselves behind the entire event. The people who we were blockaded by were pleasant and we had a jolly time, despite only being able to see 2/3 rd's of the ball and not knowing the exact time of the stroke of midnight and numerous countdowns to 2010. It was comical and romantic. It is defiantly worth repeating.
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