And the world didn't end... again.

First of all, happy New Year to anyone who may read this that I haven't spoken to yet. This post will mainly be about the FnF trip to the middle of nowhere - and hence feature sand, drunk people and things that don't work unless you actually were there.

The whole event took place in a holiday park in Renesse, Zeeland in two 7-person houses. Of course we booked two adjacent houses, and of course that went wrong. We ended up with two houses at the opposite end of park (360m by air, 420m by road), but had fun nonetheless. House 35 was designated the main house, and, due to varying day/night rythms, had quiet hours from 04:00 to 08:00, as opposed to the slackers in the other house who rarely got up before 11:30 :P.

If you're ever there, this is a 'nice walk' to a lighthouse (debate still raging on whether this one is closest):
Although it does involve a lot of sand, takes over 4 hours, as it is actually 21km, and made me, Sanne and Stefan late for dinner by 15 minutes + time to change clothes. I think Sanne won't ever go walking with Stephan and me ever again. Though maybe with Stephan - well, he did carry her for a bit:

As we left late, we did the last 7km in the dark, whilst attempting to keep the pace up as not to be late. Britt did cook a wonderful meal - and then it was time for New Year's eve, which started off with drinking on every mention of Verdonk, which then led to some brilliant performances of which a few sound bites exist (though poor recordings, they're available...). The words 'star spangled banner' can almost be made out above the din, as can the comment at the very end about a p*ring around someone's head, which makes this one the adult version. For the children there is (though not tested) this battle between the mushrooms and the Zeppelins.