Last year we had a blast at Brass Union's New Year's Eve party. Ten dollars got you into a party with a dj. You can't beat that, right? So we decided to go again this year with a few of our friends.
I don't know what happened this year, but it got super crowded and super loud (and now I'm aging myself, aren't I) and super young. There were a lot of young twenty somethings SnapChatting and Instagramming every single thing (including JO's octopus shirt...he gets bonus points for putting up with that.) We gutted it out until midnight, but in hindsight we probably should have just headed home early.
We really showed our age on our way out when we set up shop at one of the empty tables in the restaurant area and unpacked our backpack full of PV gear. As we layered up, put on extra socks, gloves, hats, earmuffs, and scarves I wondered how many people in attendance even thought to bring a scarf with them. 😅 We walked the ten minutes home for the story (and boy was it chilly.) I'm glad we walked though, because we got to see the Boston fireworks from the bridge and that was pretty neat!
Time to find new plans for NYE next year.
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