Yes, I flew all the way from Sydney to Paris to celebrate New Years Eve with somebody special for only 4 hours. And yes, I decided that it would be better to celebrate New Years Eve in Paris instead of in an apartment at the harbor of Sydney next to the harbor bridge!
It was a couple of days before NYE in 2010 and I was sitting in Western Australia and it was raining. It actually was raining for almost three weeks. The road trip we had planned was canceled after two days because of blocked roads on the way to Broome. We tried to make the best out of it and pretty much succeeded having a great time. Then I flew to Sydney and felt the urge of seeing somebody special. I’ve always been a big friend of spontaneous decisions and in this case I spontaneously called my airline, changed my flight and the next day after I arrived in Sydney I was up in the air again flying all the way to Europe.
I’m going camping… there is no reception!
She thought I was in the bush camping with mates, in reality I texted her from 40.000 feet somewhere over the Indian Ocean. It was a very long flight. I had to fly from Sydney to Amsterdam, take the TGV to Paris and then fight myself through the crowds of Paris. By that time all I wanted was to book a hotel in Paris because I was so exhausted!
I luckily found out where she was, pretending I was somebody else, I called her friend just to make sure it was them… and then I approached her, my heart beating crazy…
It was worth to see the expression on her face
She turned around, and there I was, wasn’t I supposed to be in Australia? Her face was telling hundred stories at the same time, so confused!
I brought a bottle of champagne and together we celebrated NYE in Paris.
NYE in Paris…
…is so so! We were celebrating at the Eiffel Tower but to our disappointment, there were no fireworks. Apparently there hey haven’t had fireworks in Paris since 2000 and instead the Eiffel Tower just starts blinking at midnight.
We wandered around the city and went into a club. 30 € entrance per Person and nothing included was a little painful for my credit card but I was too tired to think about it!
Two hours later I was sitting in a bus, leaving Paris again!
It was a crazy long journey only to spend New Years Eve with a beloved. We had a great start into the new year but still broke up that year. Back then it was worth it and I think I would always do it again…