Wow, the people here at the Outrigger really know how to party. Yasu and I on the other hand are not that good at it, or maybe we were too sober and sick. I’ve caught a major cold (those damn freezing restaurants) and during the last couple of days I’ve been fighting headaches, body aches, a horrible sick feeling and more with some over-the-counter drugs and painkillers. I just don’t want to give in when I’m on vacation! In any case, the noise and chaos was too much for us. So we got ourselves a bunch of drinks from the bar and escaped to the hotel’s beach deck. We just sat there, enjoyed the weather, the atmosphere, the view and summarized all the good and bad things that happened in 2009 to each other. It was the perfect way to end the year.
Just before midnight it got busier on the deck in anticipation of the fireworks show. Counting down wasn’t easy because the watches of dozens of strangers just can’t be synchronized. And instead of wishing each other a happy New Year, people asked each other “Happy New Year?” We were all waiting from some shouting from inside, where they had a huge countdown clock on the wall. But they turned out to be behind several long minutes. By the time we heard a loud “10, 9, 8…” coming from inside, us outside had already decided that 2010 was here and had finished yelling “Happy New Year!” to all friends and strangers in sight.