This week on the Open Book Blog Hop we’re talking about what we like to do for New Year’s Eve.
I love the atmosphere down on the London Embankment on New Year’s Eve. In years past, Sam and I have booked a hotel room along The Strand, and after dinner have wandered down to the riverside to wait for Big Ben to strike midnight. A wonderful pyrotechnical display then erupts from The London Eye on the first of Big Ben’s twelve chimes, and Stevie gets all misty-eyed once again.
This year will be no exception, although as we get older our knees tell us that they don’t really want to wait about in the cold for the fireworks to start. All roads down to the Embankment get blocked off after about 8pm, so as to limit the amount of people down there, and so it’s a long wait until midnight. However, for the…
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New Year’s Eve are usually spent watching College Bowl games. I don’t think I’ve ever made it to midnight!
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We are not football people. Brad was made to watch it as a kid, but as an adult, he will only tune into the New England Patriots or one of the Texas teams (unless his friend Tim asks him to watch the Vikings with him) and we do the Superbowl and then only if the games are tight enough to be interesting. Alaska doesn’t have a team of its own, so it’s hard for me (being born in Alaska) to even choose a team to root for.
We always make it to midnight because we’re night owls and our home “party” ends with a small display of fireworks mixed with the small displays of the neighbors. But we’re home and off the roads by 1:00 am, avoiding the drunks. Bars here don’t close until 5 am, so big push for the partiers heading out is around 2 am. We are asleep by then.
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