As usual my New Years plans were last minute. Last minute I booked a flight to NYC to meet up with L and friends and celebrate New Years... Leaving at 5:00 am I arrived early in the morning on the 31st not knowing I was starting a 25 hour day.
Although we went to New York for New years last year, we didn't do Time Square. This year we decided we would give it a shot. We didn't want a drunken night we would regret the next day. So we bundled up in our down-filled coats and our Canadian Toques and headed to the festivities in the street. A lovely walk from Soho, being frisked around 34th street (for security reason) and a bag of hot nuts later we were as close to Time Square as we could get so late at night. Although that was around the corner, the buzz on the street was intoxicating. Well the buzz and the vodka that was smuggled in by our new found friend who we called Jose. We sang songs, we laughed we brought in the New Year with Fireworks and cheers. Here we are moments before midnight


The 23rd Hour... I struggled to stay awake for some breakfast at a local dinner to get back to our resting ground 24 hours after I had left Toronto. Happy 2008.