New Year's Eve 2005-2006

It's March, right? So it's about time I actually caught up with all the stuff I've done this year (and, judging from the title of this one, at the end of last year), so here goes;

Coast Trip 2005/6

It was decided around halfway through last year that the coast house of Nick's Dad would be a perfect place to spend New Year's Eve and a couple of days either side. To that end we got in ealry, booked and finally made our way down to Broullee. The weather was ludicrously hot, but fortunatley not too hugely muggy. 'Cause we got in early, Carmen and I got a room with 2 single beds which, when pushed together, were that little bit too big for the sheet we brang. So a quick trip to Bateman's Bay and we soon took care of that.

Once we were all arrived - all being myself, Carmen, Nick, Eliane (eventually, she had to delay her arrival), Jared, Ingrid, Sean, Kath, Matt, Liv and Kettie - we soon settled into a routine of get up late, cook a couple of kilos of bacon for breakfast (and other stuff for vegos), laze around the house doing very little until around 4pm then heading to the beach for a bit and making our way back home to drink beer and have dinner, then go to bed at an alarmingly reasonable hour and starting the whole thing again.

We had a couple of special nights, like the trip to On The Pier, which is an awesome restaurant with great service, great food and these totally evil vodka, vanilla, celery and oyster shots. I had one and was a bit queasy but Carmen and Sean had about three each. The seafood platter Nick and I had between us was really good. Not quite as huge or nice as the last one we had there (after the house boat trip), but I believe that was more a case of being totally spoiled last time, rather than any fault with this platter.

New Year's Eve itself was so comfortably mellow. Good food, lots of chatting, my unintentional insulting of Ingrid (which she took advantage of her third-dan black belt in deadpan reactions to make me think she was more offended than she was - I think) and a bed-time approaching granma levels. Like, 1am or so. Still, it was awesome to get away from it all, swim every day and just hang with some mates. I thoroughly enjoyed the time and hope to do something similar this year. Although maybe we could hire two houses this time so we're a little less squished in. Maybe even a house with aircon. :)