The Travel Slut Diaries: “NYE 2019”

Since it’s New Year’s Eve and I refuse to go to any parties this year (they’ll still be happening because selfish dumb fucks cannot go extinct, unfortunately), now is a good time to look back at a time when we could all party guilt-free and mask-free. Like last year!  

I usually stay home or, if I was feeling spicy, watch the SF fireworks from the Oakland hills for NYE. But last year, I was feeling super-duper spicy, and I had heard of 1920s-themed parties being held for the New Year’s. Y’know, because we were entering the 20s, get it? Anyhoo, some of those parties were either too far or too expensive. Just when I thought I’d resort to watching the SF fireworks from the Oakland hills again while wearing a flapper, I saw an ad for a 1920s themed party being held in Alameda, with tickets going for a reasonable price! It wasn’t held just anywhere in Alameda, but on a huge-ass carrier ship that was used during World War II!

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The ship’s a lot bigger in person than what these pictures illustrate, trust. Also, I used a now-dead phone to take most of these pics, so if they look potato quality to you, well, yeah. 

I donned my best 1920s-esque outfit, complete with the feather headband, red lips, and long pearl necklace. What I should have done was brought a long thick coat or wore a gangster suit instead, because when I got up to the flight deck to watch the fireworks, it was EFFING COLD! I survived on personal determination (aka thinking of really warm thoughts) and the want to watch SF fireworks from someplace new. 

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That fireworks show rocked. It helped that I was listening to Guns & Roses’ “Paradise City” and other 80s/90s rock songs on my headphones when the clock rang midnight. (Hey, I wanted a break from the Big Band music that played on the main party floor.) 

The flight deck where I watched the fireworks was also huuuuuge. 

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Everyone who attended the party could have easily fit on that deck!

More pics after the cut!

The Hangar/Main Deck, converted to a dancefloor that played live Big Band and swing/jazz music…

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When I was not busy poorly doing the Charleston, I checked out the retired fighter jets that were on display. 

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My ticket only covered General Admission; no table seats for me. That doesn’t mean I never got to sit down the whole time. I needed to sit; I had heels on! 

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That table there was where I hung out while waiting for the midnight fireworks show. Free table seating for me! Some people thought I was one of the party organizers and asked me questions and directions to this and that. That was fun. There was also water bottles underneath the table, and yes I took some because could you blame me for not shilling out $4 (?) for a measly water bottle? 

I enjoyed that 23-skidoo shindig overall. Who knew that would be one of the last times I’d go to a party without worrying about a pandemic. Hopefully there will soon be a time when that bitch Covid gets reduced to nothing more than a bad but manageable cold. (Wishful thinking, I know.) Not only do I miss partying, but I wanna go to another 1920s-themed party so I can get my Clara Bow on again! 

 

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