Feeling the heat on New years eve

On new Years eve we went to the fireworks show downtown. It was crazy crowded as it would be in Vancouver for a similar event. The difference was the people. I could have sat in one spot for hours and just people-watched (although that would arguably be creepy). I won't go into describing individuals but each person was wierder than the last, from the super tall to the over-pierced to the disgustingly wasted, I saw it all that night. It was hard to walk around in the crowd but that is to be expected and it's all part of the experience. Somehow we still ended up getting front row seats by the lake to watch the firework extravaganza. There were over twenty different sets of fireworks coming out of the tops of different buildings, it was set up so that any direction you faced, you could see several shows. At the end of the event, we noticed that the art building ( a very tall thin structure) was on fire. It burned for over an hour while firefighters (hot ones) tried to get through the crowd to put it out. The next day, it was all over the news so I felt a bit famous.

On the way home we took the very busy tram back to the car. The transport was a free service that night to protect the drunk from driving home. It was also a show of the different types of people who live here. One lady was passed out on her sleeping husband and began to vomit all over him. There was puke all over his face, hands, clothes and seat. They were covered in it and the smell was revolting. I was lost between wanting to help them and being disgusted. It was cute when they both fell back asleep together covered in emesis.

On new years day we tried to keep cool by going to a park and swimming in the lake. We then went to my cousins beautiful home for dinner later that night. We ate more than I thought it was possible for one human being to ingest. We played with the kids and beat the boys at cards.

On the hottest day of the week we went to the beach. It was over 45 degrees outside and it felt like death.
As soon as we got out of the refreshing water, we were instantly dry and hot again. It was definitely hard to keep cool, but I would not trade it for the chill Vancouver was experiencing at the same time. We ate lots of ice cream and fruit to keep cool. That night we went for dinner at another friend's home and had a lovely home cooked meal.

At last we had a day with more tolerable weather to walk around downtown. We shopped the after-boxing- day-sales and enjoyed the scenery. Tyson went to play indoor soccor with a friend while I ate home cooked pizza from my aunty.
"If we are not happy and joyous in this season for what season shall we wait"