It seems that I am getting to used to the craziness that is New Year’s Eve in the Netherlands. I only took a few photos this year! It seemed a bit less crazy this year (perhaps because we weren’t in the same place we stayed at the last two times) but the last street made up for it. I walked the entire street with a finger against my left ear to protect it from the rather loud fireworks.
Of course, I’m always amazed by the sheer amount of trash left behind (though it was cleared up promptly very early in the morning):
Or all the little red wrappers (some of which can still be seen, faint reminders a week later):
Lastly, here’s a photo of one of our fireworks:
Life in the Hague 