by Luke Robinson

Brittany and I spent the turn of the New Year together. We have gained a liking to the Camden area and thought the night festivities there would be fun. There was not much going on nor were there many people there, which is not normal. We rushed on a train to Leicester Square, a major tourist area. Although we were still exiting the Tube station when the New Year arrived, we soon discovered the reason for the lack of people in Camden.

Walking through Leicester Square, we just happened to stumble upon Trafalgar Square, the main party scene of the night, where thousands upon thousands of people were celebrating the New Year. It was a site to behold. Everyone was having a wonderful time. At one point, Brittany and I started screaming with merriment as we shouted "Happy New Year!" and suddenly everyone around us started screaming as well ... then the people next to them ... until nearly all the thousands of people in Trafalgar Square started screaming in celebration; we started a chant among a New Year's party in another country. It was cool — granted most of those people had good influence to scream at the top of their lungs.
 
The worst was when the police barricaded all of the side streets and herded the mass crowd towards the nearest Tube station, which was at least a quarter of a mile away. Everyone was shoving everyone and made it near impossible to move anywhere. But we made it back to the hostel safely. Oh, what an ADVENTURE!!!