I have the worst luck with New Year's Eve plans. As a holiday it has always been the biggest let down. Greatness is planned and mediocrity is the reality. Never fear for the start of 2006! This year will either be the greatest adventure of all time or I'll end up dead.
The Plan: Kate needs to move to her next nursing assignment which starts in early January in sunny San Diego. We will take off from Pittsburgh at some point after Christmas, hit the open road and spend a few days driving to California where the Rhythmic Arts Festival is taking place around and over New Year's Eve. I don't know who we are going to stay with or how long it is going to take or if we'll die or not, but I do know that it will be spectacular.
It should be fun to go to a big dance event. I haven't been to one in what seems like forever. I have soured on the scene somewhat so hopefully this will be a breath of fresh air and quite frankly even if it sucks (which I doubt) I'll get to see the Pacific Ocean and I can not complain about that.
My one regret about this trip is that even though we are headed out west we won't be able to make a stop in Fort Collins, CO to visit my favorite relatives, but alas it is very out of the way. This trip will however, expand my list of states visited and give me stories to tell the grandkids etc.
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