Age of Aquarius
Monday, January 5, 2009
New Years Shenanigans and Blue Mountains
HAPPY NEW YEAR! Mom and Dad left yesterday and I am still a little sad we had to say goodbye.
There were definitely some NYE2008 shenanigans. First of all I LOVE any holiday with fireworks. So far this is only guaranteed on Fourth of July, and New Years Eve. I think two official fireworks holidays are just too few, so February 18th should probably be thrown in also, just for good measure, but the government hasn't picked up that option yet. But for now lets concentrate on NYE, the one night of the year when getting drunk and making a fool of yourself is not optional, but in fact mandatory. We partied it up on NYE2008 with awesome glitter hats and finger mustaches. Sydney, Australia being the second country in the world to receive the New Year (New Zealand was the first). We traipsed down to right underneath the Harbour Bridge to watch the fireworks. The crowds were absolutely insane. They closed down George Street, the main street going through downtown so the thousands of people in town would be able to fit through the streets to see the fireworks. The fireworks were amazing! They were so colorful spraying out their neon fire fingers into navy sky, and HUGE!
The best part of the night though were the hats that Liz and I picked up from the supermarket on a whim. Here is how it went. We were searching for snacks and chasers at our favorite local Woolworths grocery outlet when we stumble across a bin of hundreds of glitter hats in every shinny color of the rainbow. These glistening head covers are only $3 so we say, why not? We have no other NYE bling. So we buy 3, two for us and one for Mamacita.
These hats were probably the best NYE investment (besides booze) that I have ever purchased. We were the only people out of the thousands that frequented the streets of Sydney to have these awesome glitter hats. People tried to buy, bargain, and steal from us because they were just SOOOO fabulous. At all times we had to be on our best hat guard, keeping one beer holding hand on top of our heads while weaving through crowds of thousands of New Years Eve Drunkapalooza party goers I am considering all part of my NYE 2008 experience.
The day after Liz and I managed to treat our hangovers right by fitting in a full season of Deperate Housewives and eating ourselves into food comas. All in all a pretty good night!
We also went to the Blue Mountains on a tour a few days after NYE2008. They are called the Blue Mountians because this hazy mist comes into the valley covering everything from the trees to the peaks in a blue tinge.
The main attraction besides the emense rainforest valley is the 3 sisters rock formation.
Our tourguide deemed Treehugger Terry told us the tale of the 3 sisters: Long ago, way back in the dreamtime there was an old medicine man who had 3 daughters. There was also a monster that lived in a cave below their home that all the forest animals and people were scared of. One day the medicine man had to leave the daughters home alone and cross the valley. The monster was taking a nap so it was safe to walk by the entrance to his cave as long as he was not woken up. So the medicine man starts out on his journey and the girls left to their own devices get very bored. One of the girls accidentally throws a rock over the edge of the cliff landing with a hugh CRASH on the valley floor below. This awakes the sleeping monster from his nap. Mad about this abrupt awakening he starts to go after the girls. The medicine man is already too far away from home to do anything other than reach into his bag of magic poweder and turn his daughters into stone so they will not get hurt, thinking he will change them back after the danger has passed. The advancinfg monster is now even more pissed that his prey is stone, so he turns to go after the medicine man. The medicine man then reaches into his magic bag again and turns himself into a small lyre bird to escape into the bush. After running away from the monster and getting to safety the medicine man discovers he lost his bag of magic powder. He searches and searches for his magic powder bag but he can't find it anywhere. And legend says that to this day the little lyre bird still searches for his magic bag of powder to return himself and his 3 daughters back to their former selves.
So those are the latest updates. We leave for Thailand in 3 days though, so not only do we get a change of country, but a change of continent is on the horizon as well.
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Love you all!
There were definitely some NYE2008 shenanigans. First of all I LOVE any holiday with fireworks. So far this is only guaranteed on Fourth of July, and New Years Eve. I think two official fireworks holidays are just too few, so February 18th should probably be thrown in also, just for good measure, but the government hasn't picked up that option yet. But for now lets concentrate on NYE, the one night of the year when getting drunk and making a fool of yourself is not optional, but in fact mandatory. We partied it up on NYE2008 with awesome glitter hats and finger mustaches. Sydney, Australia being the second country in the world to receive the New Year (New Zealand was the first). We traipsed down to right underneath the Harbour Bridge to watch the fireworks. The crowds were absolutely insane. They closed down George Street, the main street going through downtown so the thousands of people in town would be able to fit through the streets to see the fireworks. The fireworks were amazing! They were so colorful spraying out their neon fire fingers into navy sky, and HUGE!
The best part of the night though were the hats that Liz and I picked up from the supermarket on a whim. Here is how it went. We were searching for snacks and chasers at our favorite local Woolworths grocery outlet when we stumble across a bin of hundreds of glitter hats in every shinny color of the rainbow. These glistening head covers are only $3 so we say, why not? We have no other NYE bling. So we buy 3, two for us and one for Mamacita.
These hats were probably the best NYE investment (besides booze) that I have ever purchased. We were the only people out of the thousands that frequented the streets of Sydney to have these awesome glitter hats. People tried to buy, bargain, and steal from us because they were just SOOOO fabulous. At all times we had to be on our best hat guard, keeping one beer holding hand on top of our heads while weaving through crowds of thousands of New Years Eve Drunkapalooza party goers I am considering all part of my NYE 2008 experience.
The day after Liz and I managed to treat our hangovers right by fitting in a full season of Deperate Housewives and eating ourselves into food comas. All in all a pretty good night!
We also went to the Blue Mountains on a tour a few days after NYE2008. They are called the Blue Mountians because this hazy mist comes into the valley covering everything from the trees to the peaks in a blue tinge.
The main attraction besides the emense rainforest valley is the 3 sisters rock formation.
Our tourguide deemed Treehugger Terry told us the tale of the 3 sisters: Long ago, way back in the dreamtime there was an old medicine man who had 3 daughters. There was also a monster that lived in a cave below their home that all the forest animals and people were scared of. One day the medicine man had to leave the daughters home alone and cross the valley. The monster was taking a nap so it was safe to walk by the entrance to his cave as long as he was not woken up. So the medicine man starts out on his journey and the girls left to their own devices get very bored. One of the girls accidentally throws a rock over the edge of the cliff landing with a hugh CRASH on the valley floor below. This awakes the sleeping monster from his nap. Mad about this abrupt awakening he starts to go after the girls. The medicine man is already too far away from home to do anything other than reach into his bag of magic poweder and turn his daughters into stone so they will not get hurt, thinking he will change them back after the danger has passed. The advancinfg monster is now even more pissed that his prey is stone, so he turns to go after the medicine man. The medicine man then reaches into his magic bag again and turns himself into a small lyre bird to escape into the bush. After running away from the monster and getting to safety the medicine man discovers he lost his bag of magic powder. He searches and searches for his magic powder bag but he can't find it anywhere. And legend says that to this day the little lyre bird still searches for his magic bag of powder to return himself and his 3 daughters back to their former selves. So those are the latest updates. We leave for Thailand in 3 days though, so not only do we get a change of country, but a change of continent is on the horizon as well.
SHOW ME MORE PICS!
Love you all!
posted by Juli at 4:38 PM
2 Comments:
Thanks for the great NYE stories. I was having blog withdrawls while you and the fam were off playing. Annis and I took a backpacker's bus trip to the Blue Mts also. I wonder if it was the same trip. We will be on a 7 day Mexico cruise soon. Catch up with you later.
Love you, Auntie J
Great to see your take on the fun we had even with the elimination of the security slip throughs with the "Bergermisters" or what ever those Rum things are called!!
That you two got into Darling Harbor on the "EVE"
It all went so fast from the Canberra Glass School to the rain forests thru sky rail, train rails, planes and boats. It seems we did a lot from Sydney to the Great B. Reef in Cairns.
What am I going to do with those 634 Pics. Haaaaaa!!!
Love you Loads and Miss you already
Mom
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