Image Courtesy of Aspect Jones: http://aspectjones.blogspot.com/The destination for this year's New Years Eve celebration (a last minute decision) was Suz's gorgeous quintessential Melbourne apartment in the heart of the city. After the initial toast with Mosacto, red bubbles and antipasto delights; we spent the evening oscillating between leisurely wandering amidst the swell of people that had gathered around Flinders Street Station and Federation Square, to absorb the evening's atmosphere and retreating to her lofty abode to seek refugee from the rain and thunder.
At 1145 pm we waded through the crowds and water puddles lining Swanston Street to watch speculator New Year's Eve fireworks illuminate Melbourne's tempestuous night sky. Then we walked along the banks of the Yarra huddled under the shade of colorful umbrellas, laughing and trying to remember the lyrics to Auld Lang Syne. Each year we sing this song but only mange to remember the following lyrics "Should auld acquaintances be forgot (and as our voices crescendo, with mine badly out of tune) never brought to mind..." Ahh...simple moments shared. Beautiful moments. Moments to be cherished.
When we eventually returned to the apartment, I threw off the party frock, slipped into my summer pj's and reclined back on the sofa to let the sound of the city and its celebrations lull me to sleep.
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