The morning after...

So last night at about 10:30, after a few blender drinks and some ice cold beers, nick's mom takes us 10 minutes down the beach road to this GIGANTIC party.  Picture Beatty street in Vancvouer after a concert, for about a mile.  We walk through crowds and crowds of people and eventually decide to cut down to the water and start walking along the beach.  We thought the street was a party, I have never seen a beach like this in my life.  About a mile down from where we were was litterally a rave with close to 10,000 people on the beach.  closer to the shore there was a band, a ligth show, and 3 clubs (all with a 15 dollar cover, and a line up that would blow your mind) all containing another 3-5 thousand people.  So we decided to take the free option, grab some beach beers, and dance with the half naked locals in this mile stretch of oceanic rave.

We were discussing how we would know when midnight was (being that no one had a watch), but it turned out that we didn't need a watch at all.  The singer of the band started counting down in Portuguese, folowed by FELIZ ANO NOVO!! and a 15 minute firework display.

As the night wound down, nick and i decided that we were not finished partying.  so we took the 45 walk back home, grabbed the boogie boards, and went for a late night surf (yes mom, under the supervision of a buddy on the beach just incase something went down).

So happy new year, and here is a little video of the night I had.