A few minutes before the clock struck January 1st 2019, with my camera on hand, I stood on the roof top of our building taking pictures of all the magnificent fireworks. Aside from being uncomfortably chilly outside, I feared I met get hit by one of the frenzied sparklers that were let loose. My armor? A grandma sweater and a baseball cap.
If I get hit, then I can always shout for help, right?
Kidding aside, the risk was well worth it. I got a front row seat of the momentous occasion. Even for just a few minutes that night, I reckoned, man was able to paint the midnight sky with all the hues available to him.
I made a pre-selection of all the photos I took that night. It can be viewed in the video below.
How about you? How did you welcome the New Year?
