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In this thread, I suggest that everyone describe how they spent their holidays (with photos, if possible).
Be sure to include the date and the holiday itself!

Here's my story about celebrating the New Year's holidays:

1) I arrived in Trekhgorny (a closed city, the "Nuclear Shield of Russia"). That same evening, while climbing through a hole in the fence, I ripped my brand new jacket...:smile21: (I thought this wasn't a good omen).

2) On the 31st, I was busy with organizational tasks (looking for a place to celebrate New Year's with friends, resolving the issue of food), and then New Year's arrived... I'll say this: it was the worst New Year's Eve of my life (we chose a bad place, the host got drunk, and things got out of hand... it was a disaster!!!)... After analyzing points 1 and 2, I thought the holidays would be terrible:smile05:

3) On the 4th, a friend had a birthday. Three guys (including me) and five girls came over... and then, as they say, things started happening... We ate everything we could find... and then we felt like going on an adventure... Andrey has a Lada 8, so we decided to go to Popovy Dol (a hill). And then the real chaos began... The way we all crammed into the Lada 8, it was so loud and went on for so long, I've never laughed so much! For about ten minutes, we were pushing the girls into the back seats...:smile40: :smile40: :smile40: Then, complete failure. We started climbing a hill in the Lada 8, with a slope of 30-40 degrees, on a regular forest road...:smile08: ... We were about 200 meters from the top when we got stuck! And we were really stuck:smile40:. The girls were screaming as loud as they could. In short, imagine a car packed with 8 people speeding up a hill at 50 km/h and swerving into every snowdrift... it was hilarious! We walked to the top, and the girls found a "donut" (an inflatable ring for sliding down hills) and decided to go down (and this was with everyone wearing their fancy clothes)... We told the girls we'd meet them at the bottom of the hill in about 15 minutes... We heard wild screams and went to pull the car out of the snowdrift... (you could write a satirical book about the whole procedure)... In short, we were all wet, dirty, but happy, and we went to pick up the girls... In the meantime, they had already found some guys and were flirting with them (women, you can't leave them alone for a minute, they're already looking for someone else:smile04: ).
We decided to have a disco party outdoors right at the bottom of the hill... After dancing until we were exhausted, we went home to change, and then, wouldn't you know it, we were stopped by the traffic police (I'll say right away, we were all sober)... I burst out laughing:smile40: (because there were 6 people in the back seat, and 5 of them were girls). The captain didn't understand my laughter and asked me to get out of the car, and I laughed even harder... I was just rolling on the floor... and then, as Zadornov would say, "Quiet, quiet"... just imagine the scene... people start getting out of the car... you would have seen the faces of the traffic police... in short, after about 3 seconds, everyone who was within a 10-meter radius was laughing. We laughed for about 5 minutes, and then, after saying goodbye and hugging the traffic police, we drove on... Do you think that's all? No way! ... The gas station is located on a hill (the city is located on 5 small hills, surrounded by 3 large ones). So, we start climbing the hill, and then the gas runs out... That's when I realized I was going to die laughing... It was just hysterical laughter, and everyone was laughing... So, what happened? Eight people jumped out of the Lada 8, and we started pushing, rolling the car to the top... and we were laughing every 2 meters (you know, one person starts, and the others join in)... In reality, we had to push it 150 meters, but it took us 25 minutes. After laughing for another 10 minutes at the gas station, we "got back in the car and drove home... As you can imagine, after 3 hours of laughter, no one had any strength left, so we drank tea with cake at my place and then everyone went home... This is probably the funniest experience of my life!
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This is not the end of the New Year's adventures, to be continued! :smile34:

My New Year started on the 30th... After drinking all night on the 30th, I barely slept during the day on the 31st, then headed to a friend's place. I called him as soon as I arrived at the bus stop; he (already quite drunk), seeing me on the opposite side of the street, started screaming across the whole road: "Buddy! I'm here!" There was no TV in that apartment, so they had to lug one over from another house, and it wasn't turned on until 23.50. No one listened to the President's address; at least we didn't miss the phrase: "Happy New Year!". Then we listened to a tape recorder, and since there were three "music lovers," we switched between Trofim, Maksim, and club music. In the morning, the Maksim disc got ruined (it plays halfway through and then stops), so the owner played it three more times, unable to believe it was broken... :smile32: As for decorations, there were three spruce branches wrapped in tinsel, one garland, and a Father Frost hat with flashing lights that went out after 5 minutes; everyone took turns wearing that hat. The best part was there were two twin girls; I only found out the next morning that there were two of them... :smile03: And another thing—I celebrated in apartment 31..

...I remember very poorly... but we celebrated on the night of the 29th to the 3rd!!! :smile20: there were about 15 people... I think I know everyone, but I don't remember all of them... after Putin's speech, we drank a glass of champagne each to the chime of the bells, then poured ourselves a glass of vodka and went into the yard to set off firecrackers and dance in a circle around the Christmas tree... during the same circle many people fell over, and on the morning of the first we compared bruises... then :smile32: :smile32: :smile27: :smile27: ... on the morning of the third I found out that I had 16 missed calls from my father on my phone, I called back and learned a lot of new things about myself :smile36: the dialogue ended with the phrase: "if you aren't home in half an hour, don't count on your inheritance... because I'll kill you first!!!" well, daddy's will is sacred, so I headed home and slept off all the lost sleep... and as for Christmas, I traditionally celebrate it only within the family circle... my brother and I drank a 5-liter box of Kagor... :smile08:

It was simpler for me – it was a gift from a friend, so it just lay under the Christmas tree all night.

my boyfriend and I went to a sanatorium – it wasn't very good there – both in terms of service and food, but then we found a bar there and had a good time. After that, we crawled back to our room around 11:30 PM and tried to open a bottle of champagne, but couldn't, so we had to drink juice instead. But overall, it was still great!

Slept.

Grammatical error: It should be "How did you spend the Holiday," not "How did you spend the holiday."

Oh man, I'd rather not remember my last New Year! I'm trying to forget it! Getting that drunk is not a good thing! I won't do it again. What's the point?