New Year’s Eve...

New Year’s Eve got off to a rough start. We’d planned on going to Pamela’s party and spending the night. We arrived at the tram stop just in time to watch the tram leave without us. We waited almost an hour and neither tram nor bus ever came. We considered renting a Green Wheels car, but first called Sally and John to see if they had plans after just returning from England. They didn’t, so we invited ourselves over. We packed up some bubbly and a bunch of fireworks, which the kids and dads had a blast lighting off.