Viewing the fireworks right under the bridge. Strange perspective as we were standing behind the bridge and fireworks were going off to the right of us, loud though which was cool.
Suga and I.
Suga and I hit Harbour Party at Luna Park this year for NYE (with her girl friends).
We were at the bus stop with a group of young guys who were already drinking up and when the bus stopped (and lowered down) in Randwick for an old fella with a disability to get on one of them yelled out “Fucking hell hurry up!”. Great way to start the night…
Harbour Party was an over 18’s event, so no kiddies, and since tix were pricey it also meant less Westies (though I spotted a few of them off their faces and harassing people at 8pm heading down to Milsons Point Park) but since it was a primo location for the fireworks it brought in a very mixed crowd. Mums and daughters, 30’s, 40’s and even older Indian ladies with huge SLR’s around their necks. The carnival atmosphere was pretty strange too, street performers in whack costumes, etc. There were free rides all night but I wasn’t up for it, the music was so so, dance floors were awesome and lights were pretty good too.
In the end I got tired (old man!) and at 1.30am I wanted to bail to avoid the rush outta there when it shut down at 3, turns out there were still hundreds of families trying to get out from the park (the poor kiddies!) and it took ages for us to get anywhere near the train station entrance! Christina and I decided gto stay on the train until Eastwood and crash at her parents place rather than get off a town hall and catch a bus out to Maroubra.
All in all it was a different experience, wouldn’t suggest it to anyone but can’t say I’ve ever been that close to the fireworks before, ever and I didn’t have anything else planned so…all good!