And in case I missed wishing you a happy new year, here's something for ya to read!
Which would have ended in a one man party at home with grape juice, ended up in a friend visiting (you know who you are you butter pastry bastard... haha) and we took off into the heart of Cape Town.
Unfortunately I did not have my good camera with me (how daft of me I must admit!) but the memory of the countdown in Long street will always be remembered.
It might not be the best photo...If you can't see what is going on because of that giant street light stealing (or rather becoming) the spotlight, let me explain.
All the length of Long street was full of people!
Full full full!
There was even a dance off between some dude and a dude who thinks he is a dudette.
I saw a really tall black guy dressed in a cowboy uniform and his necklace had neon lights.
My friend missed him so we tried to follow but the guy was just as good as a ninja in disappearing....
Although... now that I think of it, mister neon cowboy might have been a pimp with pimp-disappearing-tactics.
The Parade Court was booming with a live band and this show could have been seen from many giant "teevees" all around Cape Town city. There was a parade as well sponsored by a very dark fizzy drink (I'm not sure if I mention the name I might be liable for marketing...).
By the way... did you know that this popular dark fizzy drink was originally green?
To back track on the journey of butter pastry guy and myself, we followed the pasta diet.
We went pasta the parade court. Pasta the parade it self. Walked all along Long street and walked pasta all the clubs and bars. Stopped at a fullhouse McDonalds.... and walked pasta that as well.
I was getting hungry as I haven't eaten since lunch time at work and it was already 11 PM.... I didn't want pasta.....
So we bought boeries!!! Awesome it was :D
(For non-SA readers... a boerie is a really awesome hotdog)
Or maybe it tasted divine only as I was very hungry...
Whoops, sidetracked from what was a really awesome Cape Town experience, coming from someone who rarely leaves the house to be amongst many people.
My morning of 2014 (just past 12 the night) began with a random high five from a random dude.
Where ever you are random-guy, thanks. Hope you have a super awesome 2014!
I eventually also gave a random high-five to a really awesome old man with a moustache that doesn't get a fright from anything. Hope you have a awesome new years as well with your wife!
As for the random lady who dished out random hugs... sorry that me and my friend dodge you like super agents. My excuse is that I want the first hug of 2014 from someone I know, and someone special. I do not know what was my friend's excuse. He alone should answer you on that. haha
All in all, it was an awesome experience and I believe something a person should experience at least once.
To hear well over a hundred people (possibly a thousand if your ears are good) doing a count down and yelling HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Afterwards.... be well on your feet to dodge fireworks, champagne from the bar balconies and random hugs, random awkwardly long handshakes of other people that almost clothesline you when you try and walk quickly between the gap... (that happened to my friend. Good thing he is short)
But always say yes to the random high-fives!!!! :D
And most importantly, always get home safe, whether you live near, walk, take the late night minibus taxi back home. Just be safe.
For those people traveling this weekend home, drive and travel safely! :)
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