Love Will Find a Way

I never thought I'd be saying what I'm about to say and had written previously a third option of how our NYE would end up as "to be continued" with the intention of writing some lame tale of how we went to a fancy hat themed party and in all had a pretty dismal night. Well here i go starting on that foot because that is how, indeed, our night did start.

Our Hotel threw this extravagant party, it kinda was. All The Hotel staff were super dressed up and there were two separate MCs both dressed in an Asian attempt at opera attire. There was a stage inside which was opposite the buffet and seating and a stage outside at the end of a food court and a strip of carnival games. There were also camera men around the whole event filming the stage and the people and it was all being played on large screens around the place. Sounds impressive right? Impressive yes, yes it was. We even watched a hilarious dance by a troupe of transvestites wearing short shiny electric blue dresses and painted faces like they were in the Broadway adaption of The Lion King.

Remember the NYE OC episode of season one? This was sort of like that. Pretty cool and drinking Mojitos but just not that into the party.

Already upset that we weren't in Bangkok for NYE which has been dubbed by multiple Internet sources "the fourth best place to spend NYE" we kept on raising the subject through out the night. It wasn't till our company had dispersed that our thoughts had full control over us and we allowed ourselves to indulge in the 'thought' of going to Bangkok. Soon enough we'd gotten our selves very hot and bothered and we began begging Aum (leader) to get us to Bangkok. He suggested a taxi so we literally ran through the party, up stairs and to the hotel reception to ask for a taxi. No taxis would be driving to Bangkok. Fuck. So we asked about tuk tuks. No tuk tuks would be driving to Bangkok. Trains? No. Boat? No. We ran back down to Aum and he said "Any how, ahhh just wait one minuet... okay? yes I will call our drivers." which he did. We put our palms together as if to pray at him in the way that the Thai greet and thank eachother. Aum suggested that we did actually pray rather than thank him. And so while he made 5 or so calls (no joke) we stared above and payed (no joke). We had no one to pray to though, so i just prayed to thin air, sometimes to Ganesh and then the occasional one directed at god.

Then Aum goes, really nonchalantly too, (i think he lost his emphasis in translation and gained a barred vocabulary mainly consisting of anyhow and just one minute) "Anyhow one of the drivers will take us if you ahh pay for the petrol and ahh you will have to sit in the back where there are no seats. okay?"

FUCKING YES YES YES YES YES

and so the ecstasy began. We could not stop smiling. It was like a fucking movie. LIke I began with, I never thought it'd happen. Again we ran through the party (I slipped) and went up to our room to get ready. On the way we saw our driver, The Helping Man. We went in to shake his hand but could not resist a full group hug! It wasn't long till we were riding in the back of a van, sitting crossed legged, leaning on some bikes and adding Aum of Facebook via his new blackberry. It was the greatest ever.

We got to Central World Bangkok and it was packed. Here it was like the Tijuana episode of The OC when they first arrive in TJ. Hectic. We walked through the crowd for ages but most the stages were all closed by now. Aum bought us beers and then we made it to the entrance to the big stage... one kilometre from the stage. oh well. We lined up and just as Aum stood in the metal detector it hit 11.30 and they closed the section. Fuck that.

We walked back a bit and just hung in the crowd around some rowdy drunken Germans. A minute before the turn over I held on tight because as if I wanted the year to end and a new decade seemed too daunting. ahhh well. The countown wasn't in English and there was no Auld Lang Syne but there were masses of fireworks. I think I spent the last 3 hours of the naughties in the best way possible running our mission impossible all to experience the fourth best destination for NYE!

For the ride home we slept on the van ground with our legs between wheels and handlebars and our heads upon eachother. Back in our hotel room we had the best night sleep ever.

Happy New Year everyone!