December 31st, 2021. There were several good restaurant options along the main strip. We made mental notes when we passed them on the way to and from shopping.
After beaching and cleaning up we looked up restaurants in the local phone book. Doubting we could get a reservation at any of the ones we wanted to try, we called and found out that Blackbeard’s Seafood Restaurant did not take reservations, so we headed out down the strip. We were happy to get seated right away, both of us dreading a long wait. The service was really great and the food was fabulous. I had the Caesar Salad with charbroiled shrimp and an order of french fries. I could only eat half, so I finished it for lunch the next day.
We waited for midnite watching movies in our pajamas and tucked into bed. Not a glamorous way to greet the new year, but cozy and warm. And together. We were not expecting to see the fireworks planned for further down the island, closer to the bridge to the mainland. It must have been the force of the wind, but we had a front-row seat on our balcony. Maggie got some photos and shared them.
Some of them (like the one in the middle), hung and exploded out more stars. There must have been two dozen of them, if not more.
They were set off an hour before midnite. At midnite the balconies were full of hotel guests yelling “Happy New Year!” and other assorted greetings.
We began 2022 by snoring and we are not ashamed about it, either.
To be continued…