Fireworks

So it was up at 6am to get to the park for a good spot for the famous Sydney new year fireworks.

In fairness I had a very easy day of it! 

We qued for around 4-5 hours to get into the park. Well, I say we, Alex, Gill and Cat qued whilst I sat in the shade chilling out by the entrance. It's a hard life! I had just enough time before we went in to shove my two sandwich bags of rum down my pants. I'm not paying exorbitant bar prices for anyone!

We spent all day chatting, napping and chilling at a fantastic view point on the hill. The guys also played a bit of twister on my new beach towel which was a lot of fun. Until I decided to add a bonus round. The bonus round involved me shoving them down the hill. Simple and effective. 

I also got the injured foot to work for me. I got into the disabled area with Alex which is right on the point where all the tv and news crews get their pics of the festivities. I had a bit of trouble with a jobs worth nob head though as he was a nazi with the disabled toilet key. He actually told me not to make a habit out of using the toilet. And although their were only a handful of people in the disabled area, we were not allowed to let Cat and Gill in so after the 9pm fireworks we decided to watch them all together from our spot on the hill.

The fireworks were amazing, so spectacular. There are not the words to describe the colours and the timing. Look at the picture!

After it all I was too tired with the crutches to find Tyron and Konstantine so with no where else to stay I curled up in a toilet cubical in a hostel for a couple of hour sleep after another fantastic day.