Two of them were New Year’s Eve and the next day.
NYE was marvelous. The balcony of our premium view Geordie Bay bunker was already decorated with tinsel and baubles when we arrived.
In the morning we stuffed our faces at the bakery and then snorkeled and swum at the Basin.
Later the first sparkling of the day: refreshing after chasing fish underwater and never catching them.
But no beach drinking: a big no-no. We know this because from our balcony we saw two rent-a-cops amble onto the beach. The obese one had a chocolate bar in one hand and a packet of chips in the other. They saw a woman in her 40s drinking something out of a stubbie, charged over to her and had words.
When the woman poured her beverage onto the sand we booed the fat rent-a-cop loudly from the balcony. The woman’s behaviour was in sharp contrast to a friend of Rotto Bloggo’s, who was in Caroline Thomson and had to be next door to young hoons, whose drinking and fighting was only briefly interrupted by one of them being arrested and hauled off by the real cops.
Anyway…much more champagne was drunk, and we welcomed in 2007 with party poppers, blowing bubbles and paper bugles.
A top night and a great way to start a new year: on Rotto.
Great work Dave - you are a 'lucky, lucky bastard!' Hoping to head over before summer ends.
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