Quickly checked up on my email. Then made some phone calls home. Talked to my ex-roommate Tim who had just got home from the hospital with Amy (his wife) and their new daughter Emily! It was nice to talk to them, and I'm very excited for them, but it left me feeling a very long way from home.
Susie met us at the house and we walked to Kinselas - the bar Rebecca manages. Had a drink there and met up with the whole gang before walking to the party in Kings Cross. Got to the party at nine - just in time for the first set of fireworks.
The first firework show was good, but nothing any different from shows I've seen before - luckily it was just an appetizer for the midnight show. The party was good. The music was horrible - too loud techno, but the food was good, there was plenty of drinks, and everyone was very friendly. I was still suffering a bit from homesickness so wasn't as in to it as I should have been.
The fireworks were incredible, spectacular, impressive, and all the other words you could possibly use. The bridge, the Centerpoint tower, the opera house, and all the tallest building around the city center were the stage. The fireworks were supposed to be synchronized to music, but the DJ never stopped the pounding techno so we didn't hear any of it. The best part for me was a rainbow fountain that raced across the bridge spans while a cascade of fire fell from the bridge deck. Meanwhile a parade of giant fanciful creatures floated around the harbor.
The fireworks lasted half an hour and ended with the word "Eternity" written across the bridge. The rest of the night Eternity blazed on the bridge and the parade on the harbor continued. I finally left around three for the longer seeming walk back. There were tons of taxis but they were all full - despite the fact that there's a $5 per person surcharge tonight. Chris and Sofie came in about half an hour afterwards. Chris was really hurting - not surprising considering that he'd been walking around the party sculling from a bottles of Moet Champagne. What was surprising was that Sofie got him home.