gute rutsch!
New Year's Eve in Berlin was a great success. Mary and I and some folks from Wismar made dinner at my apartment, then went to a party in Friedrichshain and met some Spanish girls, and a guy from Italy, and a bunch of Dutchmen. At midnight we were on a bridge over the S-bahn tracks. There was no counting down or glittery ball dropping, but we knew it was the new year when all the minor explosions going on around us reached a peak. You can only really buy fireworks in Germany around Dec. 31, so everybody kind of goes nuts. I tried to take some pictures, but they don't even come close to conveying the wonderful chaos that was New Year's in Berlin. In this one you can almost kind of see a girl apparently ducking to avoid a flying firecracker, which is what you spend a lot of time doing if you're on the streets that night:
And here's one of the Dutch guys up on the wall, with what is sort of recognizable as fireworks behind him:
Sometime after 3:00 am the five of us (me, Mary, James, Cony, and Claudia) made it back to my apartment and crashed in my bedroom, and then we got up and made breakfast sometime around 1:00 pm the next day. It was a good time.
Happy 2007, everybody.
And here's one of the Dutch guys up on the wall, with what is sort of recognizable as fireworks behind him:
Sometime after 3:00 am the five of us (me, Mary, James, Cony, and Claudia) made it back to my apartment and crashed in my bedroom, and then we got up and made breakfast sometime around 1:00 pm the next day. It was a good time.Happy 2007, everybody.
