Happy New Year!

December 31th, 8am in the office we watched the spectacular firework display on Sydney Harbour. Later at 7pm the calls from London came in telling us about the light show London had put on ... Where were the fireworks in New York? Some say on the East River, but for those of us on the West Side in the 20s there was nothing to be seen. Oh well, who said New Year's Eve has to have fire and light? Not when you have wigs, hats and drinking games!!

The lovely Mark and Hannah held a wig inspired soirée, complete with a burning fire and whiskey spiked whipped cream. We laughed, ate, drank and then the games started. Additions to the party arriving as we were amidst Brainstrain ... explaining why we all had post-it notes stuck to our foreheads was quite amusing. We rushed on to the roof at midnight, listened as the crowd at Times Square went wild, but no fireworks ?!? Later we took to the streets, ending up at a Mexican bar in Gramercy, then on to the Lower East Side ... Sobering up, feeling the cold and finding a cab, being a memorable part of the evening. There is a Dominican cabbie somewhere in the city hoping to bump into 3 brunettes who promised him the world ... only if he took them across and uptown for $30 ... Sometimes a white lie never hurt anyone ;-)

Waking up the next next ... Hangover - check! Stranger next to me - thankfully not!