It rained for a while, but stopped right about when the band started playing. We found two tables together which seemed like a stroke of good luck because it was pretty crowded. We sat there for almost three hours taking turns walking around with the kids so we wouldn't lose our seats.
We all brought sweatshirts, but it was really cold! We're so wimpy (mostly me and Sarah) so we walked back to the van, which meant giving up our great seats, just so we could all warm up for a bit and raid the coolers that we brought. We walked back around 9:00 and, surprisingly, it was warmer where we were standing then versus sitting on the terrace. We had a great view of the fireworks and it turned out to be a fun evening.
I think my favorite part of the trip had to be the ride home. The kids were a little punchy and started singing a bunch of songs like, the wheels on the bus, some pop song that is out right now where they sing really fast and Sarah and Josh were killing that one, and...here's the best...100 little ducks. Every single last one of them. I thought they would give up around 50, but no..... and not just normal singing, as if that wouldn't have been good enough, but in Irish, English, Australian, opera, rap, southern drawl, and I can't even remember the other forms of singing that this song was done in. One of those memories that will make me smile forever. Fun!