Shelleys paper tickets never arrived, so she missed her flight to Amsterdam in time for New Year Eve. It was pretty lame, just me and my new lens left to wonder. I had no idea where to go, just hopped on a cruiser and rode for hours. The place was insane, 6 hours of unsanctioned firework displays. Kids had bottle rockets that were as big as baseball bats. It was basically a 3 square mile war zone. The guy I rented the bike from said don’t leave it locked up alone, kids like to blow shit up and I waived the insurance. By the end of the night the street was littered inches deep w/ fireworks.

I liked this photo, it looks like a scene from a video game. The rest are posted here.