Farewell 2011

Ah, 2011. You were a saucy minx, full of good times, great people, falling in love with things and and achieving goals I never knew I wanted to achieve.

We farewelled you in style at the Last Resort party in our front yard, a mixture of random and awesome people with no real plans for new years, mojitos, champagne, totem tennis, and fireworks.

We drank, sang, danced to awesomely bad gay anthems and watched fireworks. Ok, the fireworks were to welcome in your predecessor 2012, but there were more than enough fireworks to say goodbye to you too.

The part of Last Resort did have the best seat in the house when it came to fireworks, with a vista of fireworks from 5 different locations, best of all the racecourse just in front of our house:

Entirely too many drinks were had, and first sunrise of 2012 was seen. The rest of the day was spent in bed nursing one of the worst hangovers of my life, prompting the resolution of Drinking More Water and also, Drinking Less (more about resolutions to come). But we farewelled you in style, and this was fitting. 

2011, I liked you a lot. But I think 2012 is going to be even better. Let's make it spectacular.