> # Best New Years Eve

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> Posted by LevilovR on January 02, 2017 at 05:37:24

> I had made reservations at a local hotel for New Years Eve. I wish I had gone to this hotel previously because they had a great pool area, but I did not know this - but will certainly go back. They had a nice warm area with wicker tables and chairs and a television where you could sit and eat. From there you passed into a room with two hot tubs. One, which was not working, was small, but they had a really large, long deep one complete with a waterfall that would hold many people. The pool itself was a heated outdoor pool which you could enter either by walking down steps in the indoor hot tub area, passing under a "curtain" of thick heavy plastic strip, or by going out through a glass door into the courtyard and jumping in from the side of the pool. When I arrived there several people in the hot tub and many outside in the pool. Many of the people I talked with had been there for past New Years and said the water this year was not as warm as usual. Many said it was cold, so the hot tub was a popular feature. Off course, this is winter in Maine, so the air temperature was cold. We got about 20 inches of snow on Thursday, and more was predicted for Saturday evening. I walked around the area, checking things out. I had on a new suitcoat, the color of which was "gunmetal" or a silvery blue, striped shirt with the same gunmetal and white stripes, my usual black hat, navy blue tie, indigo 501s that had only been wet once before, and my typical black boots. There weren't many people in the pool and there were two men in the pool watching their kids swim. I asked them about the water temperature and they said it wasn't as warm as it normally was but it wasn't all that bad either. I told him some of the people I had been talking with said they had asked the management to turn up the heat and that they hadn't really got good results. Saying this I bent over to "test" the waters and accidentally-on-purpose fell into the pool. The water really wasn't bad. Of course the two men asked if I was all right, and I assured them I was and that actually the water was quite nice. I swam over to the ladder and climbed out. The air was cold and I said to the two guys it was warmer in the pool and "What the heck" and jumped back in again. They agreed it was really quite nice in the pool and I stayed there with them talking and swimming for quite a while. People were watching from inside the hot tub area and taking pictures and a few even came outside and stood by the pool taking pictures. Other people came into the pool and two young men swam up to me. One introduced himself as Randy and said he thought my swimming in the pool fully clothed was the greatest thing! He was really intrigued and told me how impressed he was and that I had really made his day. We swam over to the edge of the pool and I climbed out again so Randy could see the full effect of the dripping wet outfit. "Man, that's awesome! I want to shake your hand!" So as I leaned over and extended my hand Randy took it with a grasp that was much stronger than a handshake and pulled my back in the pool. Not that I minded! Randy's friend asked "Did you just pull him in the pool?" "No," Randy denied it, "He jumped!! Not quite true, I was going to jump back in again but he did actually pull me in. I have always wanted to be pushed or pulled into a pool, so that was one wish fulfilled. Randy said that he needed to go get his girf friend to come out and see me so he and his buddy went back into the hot tub area. I swam and chatted with the two men for a while longer, and since Randy did not back I decided I would go climb in the hot tub myself. As I swam through the "curtain" and emerged from the pool in my dripping, sopping wet clothes, no one said anything but there were lots of smiles. I walked over to the hot tub, Randy, his girlfriend, and his buddy were in it with some other people. They all shifted around to let me get in with them. Of course, I had to sit under the waterfall and it was so fantastic to see the water cascade down over the brim of my hat in front of my eyes and pour down onto my shoulders soaking through my new coat and shirt. The bottom of my tie floated in front of me and my wet boots and jeans felt incredible. Randy was in awe. "Man, if I had a suit with me I would go back to my room, put it on and jump in with you. Your are incredible, Man. I will never forget this We set and talked for a while longer and I told Randy I planned to come back later and jump in wearing a tuxedo. He seemed impressed, but had to leave and I climbed out of the tub and sat in a chair to drip off before going back to my room and taking shower - in my clothes of course.
> After the shower I changed into black 501s, a white, pleated tuxedo dress shirt, black paisley vest, tuxedo jacket, black diamond shaped pleated neckpiece rather than a bow tie and dry black boots and hat and went out to get something to eat. As I went to my car it started to snow. I was anxious to get back to the pool - I thought it would be awesome to swim in the heated pool while it was snowing. That would be a first for me. He said that in past years when the pool was realer warming he said they would actually climb out of the pool, make angels in the snow, then jump back in again. I was anxious to try this! According to the man there was usually a large crowd and it was a lot of fun.
> The pool normally closes at ten, but the desk clerk informed me that it would probably be open until 12:30 0r 1:00 -which the gentleman I talked to confirmed. So after eating I went back to my hotel and took off my dry hat and boots and replaced them with the ones I had worn in the pool earlier - wanting to keep some dry for the ride home in the morning. Around 10 p.m. I went back to the pool. Again, most people were in the large hot tub, complaining about how cold it was outside. By now the snow had turned to rain, so my plan to go swimming during a snowstorm was dashed. The two men I had talked to during my previous dip were there again - sans children - and they had their drinks on the edge of the pool. Again we talked about the temperature of the water. They both said that they thought it was a bit warmer than before and that management had tried to heat it up some. This time I didn't bother to test it. I just walked over to middle edge of the deep end and dove in. The two men were right, it was a bit warmer. Again, I climbed up the ladder, went back and jumped in once more. Again, I could see people at the window taking pictures and a few people came out to see. I just stayed in the water with the two guys, my coat tails floating up around me. It was incredible! Finally I decided to get back in the hot tub again. I kept hoping Randy might come back, but he never did. As I came through the "curtain" three young woman were sitting on the pool steps. They had been outside earlier, but apparently hadn't noticed me. Anyway, as I climbed out looking like a sleek, shiny seal at Sea World they started laughing. I told them it was ok to laugh and to enjoy it. I walked over to the hot tub and asked the few people in it if I could join them. Sure, so I climbed in with them and immediately headed for the water fall. One woman in the hot tub appeared to be in total shock. Her eyes, got big, her dropped open and she just stared. A young man and his wife seemed to be amused - the young man seemed to be enjoying it immensely. His wife asked why I did it and I said it had always been on my bucket list to jump in a pool in a tuxedo on New Years Eve - which is true, although I actually did so last year, but she didn't need to know that. Actually, the goal was to do it at midnight and to get everybody there to jump in with me at the same time, but the pool there closed early - maybe it could happen this year. The dumbstruck woman finally regained her composure and proved to be quite nice as well, telling me to enjoy myself and wishing me a happy New Year. By 11:30 the place was deserted except for me and the two guys who were still in the pool. I went back out and jumped in with them again - one was quite intoxicated. I kept alternating between the pool and the hot tub waiting for midnight. And since I had the hot tub all to myself I could sit under the waterfall as long as I wanted, float on my back and actually swim the length of it and admire the shiny wet blackness of my clothes. About a minute before midnight I went back to the deep end of the pool and at midnight jumped back in again. Only the two guys there - although people had been watching from their hotel room windows - and one was drunk, so no one to really revel with. But still, another crossed off the bucket list. Swam the length of the pool and got back in the hot tub. The two men came in and got in with me. The intoxicated one nearly fell in, he could hardly walk. Looking at my wet cowboy hat, boots and Levis he said "I bet you really like to watch westerns." "Yes, I like westerns" He then proceded to tell me about every western film he had ever seen, who the actors were and on and on. We all expressed our surprise that no one else was there and how we had expected the place to be mobbed. Soon the man who had actually told me about swimming in the snow and his son came in and got in the hot tub. He told me he and is wife had been watching me jump in the pool from their hotel window. The other two men went back outside into the pool, the drunk one staggering so that I thought for sure he was going to fall down. Climbed out of the tub to drip off, then wished the man and his son Happy New Year before retreating to my room for a clothed shower.

> My initial plan had been to take another quick dip in the pool before heading off to participate in a polar dip at 11am. Since I had to leave early to leave for the polar dip the pool was not open, so I just checked out and headed home to drop off my wet things and get ready for the polar dip. However, things did not work out there either. My elderly mother had fallen during the night while getting up to go to the bathroom and she called me and said she needed to go to the hospital and asked me to go with her. So my morning was spent in the ER rather than in the pool and the ocean. New Years Day may not have started out well, but New Years Eve was the best ever!

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