But things got better. Crowds in a festive mood arrived at the docks in decrepit Soviet-era hydrofoils. Dozens of families or friends set up picnics right on the main sidewalk ---- could that happen in your town? Then as night fell the shore area went crazy in lights, motorbikes by the tens of thousands, and open-air shows ranging from kids' carnivals to bad karaoke to pretty cool performers. A real scene on a balmy breezy night. Kajillions of motorbikes paraded and honked towards a midnight finish line. Boys crawled on the concrete breast statue ---- never to early to learn? Ironically, the bars became more colourful with all those little black dresses.
Back at the free
buffet, the watermelons had been carved into that classic greeting ---- Happy
New Year everybody!
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