There is a holiday song, "What are you doing New Year's Eve?"
We started the day with a short horse ride on the beach.
The we spent the afternoon hanging out at a little beach area in Quebradillas, the next municipio east of Isabela, called Puerta Hermina. It's rocky and a rugged and the last quarter-mile getting to it is an adventure but it's worth it. It's beautiful. It's kind of secluded and not really a good swimming/snorkeling beach but we both like it a lot.
From there we went back home to run dogs (on the beach of course) and to get ready for a NYE party at a friend's house. I hoped to go on an early evening night dive with friends but an infection last week left me with a touch of vertigo. Having the world start spinning at 60' - in the dark - just seems like a bad idea.
But first, down to Shacks Beach for the annual "toast the final sunset of the year" get-together. This just gets bigger and bigger every year. There were more than 60 people on the beach!
We never made it to the party. Our dogs are freaked out by fireworks. Even with calming meds Jazz especially was crawling out of his skin, panting and not settling down anywhere. Oz barks at every firework sound, from strings of Black Cats (1-1/2 firecrackers) to the heavy boom of mortars. Only Amber settled into his crate, scared but calm. Jazz didn't finally settle down until nearly 3:00 am. He spent most of the night climbing all over me on the couch.
But we all made it through the night, through another year, and through another New Year's Eve. Now it's a rainy, windy, chilly (for here) morning, a new day and a new year.
Happy New Year!
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