Despite anticipating the millions of people who crowd every inch of Sydney on New Years Eve, we didn't make any specific plans for the evening - choosing, instead, to take a chance and hope for the best. We quickly vetoed the idea of spending the night at a restaurant (at $300 a person, it was more extravagance than we could afford on our already extravagant trip!) and chose instead to settle in one of the many parks that dot Sydney's harbour. Locals warned us this was a bad idea, as most parks reach capacity before 5pm and, should we manage to find one with admittance we would most likely be crowded into a spot with an obstructed view.
My fiancé and I both love a challenge.
After some research, we decided on Blues Point Park for our viewing location. We hopped on a ferry at Darling Harbour, and chugged along to our destination. However, as the ferry stopped at McMahon's Point, we noticed it was rather empty and so abandoned our original plan and hopped off the ferry, instead.
We quickly secured a spot on the edge of the harbour, laid out our blanket, and took in the amazing view - the Harbour Bridge, right in front of our eyes and in better view than from any restaurant in the city.
Up high - a setting sun, lighting the sky aflame with vibrant colors.
All around - people chatting, laying out on blankets, dancing, singing.
As the sun set, we found ourselves in twilight. And though the fireworks to come would be phenomenal, the waiting was by far the best part of the evening. Just the two of us sprawled out on a blanket, in a foreign city, surrounded by travelers from all over the world and reveling in a moment born of spontaneity and the good fortune of taking a chance and finding yourself happier than you could ever imagine.