Last year we sat at home watching the fireworks on TV of Sydney Harbour on New Year's Eve. The next day I booked a hotel room so we could be there in person this year. We chose Mrs. Macquarie's Point for our viewing point. So did 20,000 other people. When we got in line to check into Mrs. Macquarie's Point, it was the longest line we had ever waited in. It was hot. Really hot. I'm telling you this New Year's Eve stuff in Sydney is not for the faint of heart. Or people with kids. I wish I could insert into this blog the sound and smells so you could hear our kids asking over and over, "Why can't we just watch this on TV?" or smell the Europeans smoking all around you. Sounds fun, right?
After four hours, yes four, we finally made it to the part where we could go into Mrs. Macquarie's Point and find a spot to wait for another ten hours.
And this is our spot on New Year's Eve.
Yes, it was hot. Yes, our kids whined a lot today. But there were moments when they were having fun as long as we kept the cold drinks coming. Would I do it all over again? Yes. My motto is "Go Big or Go Home" and you don't get any bigger or better than Sydney Harbour on New Year's Eve.

























