Well, 2008 is gone. It is of the past. We welcome 2009 with trepidation, anticipation, hope, dreams, plans, fear, enthusiasm, gung ho spirit, joy and a bunch of other stuff.
But what of my final hours in the year? The final hours I did not get to record? Well;
We stayed in the room for until 9pm in the hopes of watching the New York City Ball Drop.
During the lead-up the channel we were watching showed two crazy people. One tried to do a back-flip with a ute. He kind of landed it but then he bounced and the car landed on it's roof. The other was this guy trying to land a motorbike on this 90ft high landmark in Las Vegas and then jump off again. He made it but he broke his hand. Lesson: don't be as stupid as these guys. Even IF you land it something bad will happen. Sorry if that sounds pessimistic but... nope I'm not sorry.
Then it finally showed the ball drop... we think. The channel didn't do it so you could actually see it! :(.
Then we went to Fisherman's in the hopes of seeing some action. Other than the crowds it didn't seem like we would get any. We were about to walk away when we saw someone walk onto the stage next to the carousel. It was Bob. Yes, I'm actually serious. Bob is a juggler and he is incredible. He could juggle on a rolling cylinder, a tiered unicycle (3 wheels on top of each other), a rolling cylinder on top of another one and all kinds of other things. He also balanced on the impossible, wish I could explain or show but we didn't take a camera.
After pushing our way through the crowd, we returned to the hotel an hour before midnight. We did stop at a chocolate shop because what food could be a better last meal of '08 than chocolate?
So it seemed that we would not last to welcome the new year with open eyes. Hey, it had been a long day! Remember, we arrived at the museum at 8:30am!
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