@BumbleBeeBoogie,
For years now, my idea of the best place has been my own place, or our own place. Comfort, good food, friends and neighbors, no driving with the crazies.
Worst new years? The date which included a fraternity party followed by the Rose Bowl parade and game (where the guys wouldn't talk to me, assuming I had no clue about football, heh - based on this year's efforts on a2k football threads, they might have been right while boorish), all this with no sleep since the night of the 30
th and none until the night of the 1
st. Every year past that has been a pleasure in some way.