Flying home for Christmas… after my first few months in Thailand I was super excited to be flying home for the holidays, back to Samatan, excited to see everyone and Suzi and spend time enjoying the colder weather and countryside, and of course, the Christmas spirit that Europe does so well. As soon as I landed, the contrast from the tropics was there; the bare trees, the pale blue sky and fallow fields, and Christmas decorations strung up in all the villages.
It was a lovely three weeks, going back to all our old haunts; our favourite villages for strolls and driving through the beautiful countryside. Fun to go Christmas shopping in Toulouse, and dark, starry walks into the village with all the decorations glistening. There were beautiful ruby and crimson sunrises on Suzi’s walks, and Christmas carols being sung at the Christmas markets.
And me and dad also ventured into the mountains to the cute town of Saint Larys in the Pyrenees, where you can ski. But we just strolled around in the snow and went ice skating, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the mountain streams and churches and black horses grazing the slopes.
It was all over too soon. Already counting the days to our next reunion…
