New Year’s Eve in Haarlem

I just woke up having the weirdest of dreams. I was working in an old building which was a cross between the office in Amsterdam and the local cigar shop in Haarlem. I had my own little room in the office where I was sitting working away when I lost my eye. Yes my right eye just dropped out, hanging from the synoptic nerve. I screamed and a girl working at the office too came to my rescue. She told me it was really bad (she doubled as an eye surgeon) and couldn’t save my eye, but a new procedure using some sort of lizard’s eye could work. So she transplanted a lizard’s eye on the fly. The lizard eye looked almost like a normal eye, but the iris was more crude, almost like it had been drawn.  But I was happy I could see. The dream continued and we went to a big banquette in a stately home situated in a city. And there the dream ended. So strange really, but then again dreams often are…
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Nevertheless I wasn’t planning to write about dreams but about New Year. New Year came and went pretty peacefully with only a small incident I shall come back on later. I was planning to work the whole day but at 1 pm, my husband insisted that I needed to take the rest of the day off. I obliged. We went into town, had lunch and did a bit of shopping. As we didn’t feel like cooking we decided to have dinner at Restaurant Stempels, one of the few restaurants open on New Year (very strange!!). Dinner was excellent, and my husband surprised me with an antique silver cross he had found. It’s beautiful, and I now only need to find a suitable chain for it.
We were home again around 10 pm and decided to put on a movie, which lasted to just before midnight, when we opened the champagne bottle and toasted to Notorious B.I.G., whilst dancing. Sometime after midnight we got the firecrackers out, which Reinout placed on the middle of the street. Our neighbour opposite us was not too happy about this and came out threatening with the police and all. Yes, very strange, given it was quarter past midnight on New Years Eve. Her husband came out too to defend his wife, and at one point a street brawl looked like it was about to erupt. Needless to say the firecrackers wasn’t the only thing the neighbours were unhappy about, which apparently goes back a long way to the day I moved in. In other words I was dragging the level of the neighbourhood down. I haven’t really given it so much of a thought, but this little intermezzo certainly created a stir to an otherwise uneventful, but very nice New Years Eve.
New Years Resolution? I still haven’t had time for reflection but they will come…

Happy New Year!

PS: For some reason I can’t download my pictures taken from the evening so they will come late!

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