Stroke of Midnight

I’ve heard of this Daily Post idea before so thought I’d try it.  I’m always up for a good excuse to write.  I don’t know how successful I’ll be, I’m already behind!

Where were you last night when 2012 turned into 2013? Is that where you’d wanted to be?

I was on Dublin Bus 747, heading from the city centre towards the airport.  It’s the second time I’ve ever been chauffeur driven in a double decker bus.  The only two people on the bus were me and the driver; I almost asked him to drop me off at the hotel, a very small detour, but chickened out.  I did and didn’t want to be there.  I wanted to be there because it meant I didn’t have to walk or get an expensive taxi.  I didn’t want to be there because I could still have been with friends had I not had to get the last bus back.

Ultimately, I didn’t want to be in Dublin either but had to be because of work.  Where I really wanted to be when 2012 turned to 2013 was with my girlfriend and family in London.  We organised the trip a while back, none of us had been there for New Year before and so we were excited for the experience.  All the time I knew my roster couldn’t guarantee I would be there but I kept hoping.  And so it worked out that I couldn’t make it.  Rather frustrating to say the least but I’m grateful that I had Christmas at home, not all of my colleagues did.  Back at the hotel I spoke to my family and my girlfriend and called it a night.

The view my girlfriend (Jess) and siblings had of the fireworks.  Thanks Jess for the picture.

The view my girlfriend (Jess) and siblings had of the fireworks. Thanks to Jess for the picture.

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