New Years Eve

This is the first time I haven't thought of New Years Eve as being one of the most depressing days of the year. From now on I'm going to put more effort into making New Years Eve memorable. It's no time to be alone with no plans for the evening, reflecting on another year gone and little accomplished.
Thanks to some lovely friends I celebrated this New Years Eve in style, the BrisVegas way. After a really gorgeous shower in the hotel we drank rose and dressed up in our little black dresses (mine brand new), put on our make-up and heels and headed to the Hilton. We enjoyed a delicious dinner from the New Years Eve set menu, toasting the new year with French champagne and revelling in the elegant service.
When we went outside the mall was alive with party-goers of all types, dressed up and down. There was lots of live music on the streets. We strolled over the bridge to Southbank enjoying the pleasant temperature and the people watching. We sat on the grass and tried not to yawn (not used to these late nights).
On the stroke of midnight we were back on the bridge surrounded by crowds and were treated to a magnificent fireworks display. The walk back to the mall was trecherous, up close and personal with a moving sea of bodies, stepping over a pool of vomit as we went. A decadently comfy bed, another gorgeous shower, a buffet breakfast in the hotel and a fun movie in the Myer Centre (Pitch Perfect) topped off my New Years celebrations.
Checked-in at the airport and was assured that I had booked two flights back to Melbourne, both for myself. This caused a lot of confusion and a long check-in process. I was very surprised that I could have paid for two flights without noticing as I'm not that rich. Fortunately I was spared the inconvenience of having to sort this out, as my bank statements showed no sign of this having occurred.
The trip back to Melbourne was relaxing and I'm feeling positive about the new year.
Happy New Year everyone!