We made a fatal New Year’s Eve going-out mistake this year. We ate a lot of food at 9:30 pm. Five of us put away about $150 worth of sushi at Fuji Mountain on Chestnut Street, with the intention of then making our way over to a party in Bella Vista afterwards. We ran back to my place after dinner to grab umbrellas, as it had started to rain while we were in the restaurant, and by the time we got up to my floor, my friend Cindy succumbed to her rice-filled stomach and went home. The remaining four of us got in a cab and landed at the party, only to realize that none of us really felt like being there. However, if we left we’d miss counting down the New Year with a group of people. We stayed until the countdown, and left five minutes later. We walked up 10th Street, and standing next to the Morning Glory Diner realized we could see the Penn’s Landing Fireworks. That moment, standing in the rain, watching the fireworks was definitely the best part of the evening.