Phil and I did most of our celebrating this weekend. We went into the city yesterday to meet up with his parents for lunch, and then it was off to the barber's so Phil could get his hair cut before the New Year. While we were heading back to the car we passed a bunch of people riding by on their bikes, blasting music and wearing orange traffic cones on their heads...
According to the signs they were wearing they were biking against war. (Not really New Years related, but interesting none-the-less.)
Here's my sister waiting for the fire to die down a little so she can throw in more paper money.
We burned some paper lotus flowers too. You can see this one right before it caught on fire.
That pretty much concluded our New Year festivities. Since New Year's Day is a Monday we won't be able to make it into the city to see all the lion dances and other celebrations in Chinatown, but maybe next year.