And this’ll have you bopping on land or sea… Sweet Caroline, oh, oh, oh, good times never felt so good (so good, so good, so good).
Reaching out: Neil Diamond
You always know you’re onto a rousing stadium song and party favourite when the crowd know their cues.
And so randomly here are some of the places where those good times with Neil Diamond have never felt so good.
The duel in the crown
I don’t know what you’re having
Pat O’Brien’s duelling pianos, Universal Orlando: And you’ll need to bring a fistful of dollars with you (no, not the film though I dare say they’d play that soundtrack too).
Somebody will almost certainly ask for Sweet Caroline, and Piano Man, so that leaves the field open for your other faves.
Randomly I asked for (and got) Barry Manilow’s Mandy… ‘And I came and I gave without taking, and you sent me away, I’m Murty.’
The Beast, The Hudson River, New York: And on the hottest day of the summer with no space on the sidewalk (remember that) then the best place to go is the Hudson.
You’ll want to take the 70ft powerboat The Beast building up to 45mph around the Statue of Liberty.
And as you pass by New Jersey on the other side there’s a nod to that state’s favourite sons Bon Jovi and Livin’ On A Prayer.
New York: The Big Apple is a film set at any time of the year and we all know the tradition of the ball drop in Times Square (and I thought that was all behind me as a teenager).
But regardless of what you might be told it’s not just us tourists who pack out the square on the last day of the old year… my own NY rellies do too.
Of course the neon lights, billboards and skyscrapers are worth seeing any time of the year.
And if you do then check out my pal Tom’s Beacon Hotel, the jewel of the Upper West Side. He loves all visitors but especially the Irish…. https://www.beaconhotel.com
Glasgow: I know all about Edinburgh having lived ten years there and Daddy’s Little Girl being born there.
And I also enjoyed more than my fair share of Hogmanays (don’t ask me why) at Merkat Cross in my student days before the whole action was moved up to the Castle and Princes Street.
But while Edinburgh prides itself on its New Year celebrations, its great rival Glasgow has a party every weekend.
The George Square party in 1990 was legendary as it heralded in the Dear Green Place’s year as European City of Culture.
When two likely lads stood in Princes Street in Edinburgh with a signpost saying ‘you are only 55 miles away from the European City of Culture.’
Mark questioned ‘how could the Walll be a symbol of USSR?’
And, yes. it is important to say that this was the GDR and that the greater political bloc was the Soviet-driven Warsaw Pact.
Berlin fixture: The Brandenburg Gate Photo by Adrien Olichon on Pexels.com
Mark also rightly pointed out that I had focused merely on the exodus to the West through Hungary and that I had missed a lot of history/change before.
And he helpfully pointed me in the direction of http://www.the-berlin-wall.com for video clips and chronology on the key dates and events leading up to the Fall of the Wall.
Like I always say the best way to find out about a city, country, resort is to listen to the people on the ground… and to go there!
If you want to know more about Berlin then put yourself in the hands of Click & Go http://www.clickandgo.com who are offering a City Break from €159pp in January.
Philly state of mind
What a cracker: Liberty Bell in Philly
I’m an impatient old sod.
Which is a bit off when I ask you to be so patient while I go off on all manner of tangents.
Which I did when I went to Washington DC for the American Travel Fair, IPW 2017 http://www.ipw.com,
And I also had a day out to hit Philadelphia.
Knowing I would only have half a dozen hours there I kept looking at my watch as I stood in the queue.
And I regaled the driver with my compelling need to make up time on the road when he eventually got going.
It wasn’t as if the Bell was going anywhere.
But I was as excited as an American Literature and History grad I was as excited as a kid at Christmas.
Rocky and Jocky: In Philly
It was crackin’…
And I also got bristly with the locals.
When I asked that they didn’t take the flag down at the Town Hall until I’d taken a selfie.