Remember the first time you lit a firework? I don't. We've never really bought them and while there are a few notable holidays where we did light up the street (hi Yakma & Santa Barabara 4th of Julys), I have extremely limited experience. And it showed.
This year we bought fireworks. Even though this is our 4th New Years Eve in Berlin, this was our first time hosting a small party and I guess we wanted a piece of the madness. We were excited. In Ian's case, very excited.
Silvester in Berlin is always insane. (Telegraph reports). We had talked about going somewhere else for Christmas & NYE...but what could match this?
Last year's celebration on a rooftop in Friedrichshain
I've written about New Years every year (2012, 2011 twice, 2010) and really, really wasn't this year as I have EuropaPark, Switzerland, how to get an emergency passport (don't worry parents - not ours!) and a friend's epic Christmas surprise to write about... but that was before we almost killed ourselves with a firework on the balcony.
Not surprising when you look at our group right?
Or the hosts (yeah, that's us).
But we're basically smart (enough) people and we had been watching small children light fireworks all week. How could we go wrong?
|Fireworks so easy, Children can do it!|
When our first group of friends arrived that evening, Ian could contain himself no longer. He was ready to blow some shit up. We all went to the back balcony, stuck the rocket in the planter, and lit it.
Then this happened.
Funny what's in a name. Bottle rocket. Apparently there is a reason. That flimsy stick we used to anchor the firework in the plantar actually needs to be free so it can be released as the firecracker launches into the air. Placing the firework in a bottle is ideal for this. Fancy that. I had no idea.
Here are other moments of our ridiculous, and ridiculously fun New Years.
If you are an idiot like us, read something like "How to Shoot Firecrackers and Bottle Rockets" beforehand. We followed up the house party by going to an art collective that was having a free multilevel dance party. We crashed an adult tango party on one level, endlessly searched for a bathroom, and danced til the wee hours. I love Berlin.
It's gonna be a crazy year.