Jo joined Luckey and me in Central Park at 10:40pm on New Year's eve with two bottles of wine and her high school pal--currently stationed in Germany--yay US Army.
We picked up a Norwegian couple, a lone German dude, and Mr. Talk to Me all on our quest for Belvedere Castle. We watched the fireworks, cheered on NYRoad Runners making the 4-mile loop their first of many Central Park runs in 2009, and saw numerous Time's Up bicyclists at the end of their ride up from Washington Square Park.
Since we ran out of wine and the Army man started whining, we took the listening man's advice and ambled over to Dive 75. No cover. No table service. Not too much of a dive. Managed to smuggle Luckey in without any problems--he dutifully hid in the recesses of my tote which I hung from one of the chairs at the bar--and drank the night away.
Made it home by 3:30am, even found a cab without so much as walking to the curb.
Hope the foreign friends, pseudo celeb guidance, non-VIP ease of entry, and spontaneous fun with puppy in tow all continue through the next 363 days!
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