Lucky us – we were invied to a New Year’s Eve party with access to a rooftop terrace – or at least a terrace with a view to the rooftops of the surrounding buildings. So we basically saw and enjoyed the neighbors’ fireworks with all the comfort you would expect: a glass of sparkling wine (actually it was Champagne), a few couple of dear friends to chat with – and no fear of getting hit by fireworks. Greatness.
