Mevrouw T and I are rather bah-humbug about New Year’s Eve, with its noise, crowds, forced jollity, over-indulgence and morning after regrets. Our procedure in recent years has been to watch the 9.00pm children’s fireworks on TV, then go to bed and try to sleep through the distant rumble of the 12.00am edition.
This year however came an offer too good to refuse – a very pleasant dinner party chez the only people we know whose apartment overlooks Sydney Harbour.
Samoa officially changed its time zone a day before the event, thus forever losing December 30, 2011. We here in Australia had December 30 as usual, and I can assure Samoans that they didn’t miss much.
December 31st was a different matter however. Sydney Harbour does its fireworks well, and has the magnificent asset of the Sydney Harbour Bridge to attach them to. It is a spectacular event, well worth catching if you can be in town that evening.
I’m not an experienced night photographer, so please excuse the fuzzy images.
I was the designated driver, so my hand was as steady as a rock. Perhaps my camera had had a few too many, or our companions were jiggling the balcony railing in all the excitement.
Happy 2012 to all!