I am really missing Guatemala this New Years Eve. For the past two years I have rang in the New Year banging my Mom’s pots and pans on her 12th story apartment building in Guatemala City in Central America.

Let me tell you, you have never celebrated NYE until you have watched all the fireworks shoot off across the Guatemalan valley. It’s quite the experience, one in which I adore and am missing tonight.

Be safe and I wish you all the best for twenty-eleven.