We actually braved the City on New Year's Eve. No, we did not get there at the crack of dawn. We leisurely left our apartment in the early evening and figured we'd get as close as we could and see what we see. Ha. The ball drops on 42nd Street, and we couldn't get closer than 57th or so. But I still got my piece of confetti! It was pretty cold, so we wandered around and watched people 'til we felt like leaving, and we got home just in time to catch some decent shots of the fireworks at midnight from our balcony. Perfect.