I was so deceived today to walk past the central square and realize that the Christmas market is closed. It’s obvious that is was closed, I just… Expected it to still be there. I’m very bad at saying goodbye to Christmas. Even undoing the tree, it gives me a sad feeling.
Do you know when you are going somewhere, and you’ve waited so long, but all you can think about on the way is: This just lasts two weeks. In two weeks I will be just as miserable as I am now .
You’d say you are so happy to go away, but that’s not real happiness. I hears something very wise, coming from a rather naive character:
DOUGLAS: No, Arthur, you are cheery. No one’s interested in the secret of true cheeriness.
ARTHUR: But that’s not true. I’m fairly often just completely happy. Like, for instance, when you get into a bath quickly and it’s just the right temperature, and you go “ooooh”. I mean really no one gets any happier than that.
MARTIN: What a depressing thought.
ARTHUR: No, no, it’s not though, because those sort of things happen all the time, whereas you’re hardly ever, you know, blissfully happy with the love of your life in the moonlight, and when you are, you’re too busy worrying about it being over soon, whereas the bath moments, there’s loads of those! Oh, like when you realise your knuckles are ready for cracking.
(ARTHUR cracks his knuckles. MARTIN and DOUGLAS make disgusted noises.)
ARTHUR: See, I was happy then! Oh, wait, I’ve got another one!
Now, for those of you who don’t know, this is a Cabin Pressure quote. Yes, I’m a fan of the radio series, especially for moments like these.
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This evening , according to the legend, St. Nicholaus is filling the shoes of all good children with sweets and fruits. As a child, thanks to my family, I strongly believed in magic, St. Nick and Santa Claus. Today, it’s a joy for me to buy sweets for my parents, wrap them up and put them in red stockings.
Even the city seems ready to celebrate this eve and all Christmas lights have been turned on. I am proud to say that my city has never looked better and the Christmas maket is absolutely gorgeous. I see parents everywhere caring presents and bags and strangely it just makes me happy. I feel like in sort of a movie. Not even the freezing cold outside can bother me anymore.
Our beautiful, beautiful Christmas market.
To sweeten my day, as a pre-gift for tonight I got a delicious cookie:
So this is our tradition. Every night on the 5th of December good kids receive sweets or fruits. Sometimes, to those really good children, St. Nick may even carry a toy or two.
How are traditions in other countries? It is the same or totally different? What do you do on this day?
I’m waiting for your answers. Love, Maria.
(Yap, these are our presents.)
Hello, dear person who is reading this. What i want all of you to know is that it was not my idea to do this blog. No way. My bestfriend, great girl and blogger started this. She inspired me to do this too, so here we go. My blog will perhaps have no specific topic. It’s just me, writing what I feel, thoughts on a blank desktop. It may sound a bit strange but I’ve never been one to express what i feel. Every person I truly trust knows it’s kind of hard to gain my friendship. I am afraid of new experiences, I may even be a little weird, as my mom said: “Don’t worry, kids can’t be stranger than you”. But, don’t worry I’m an optimistic and romantic at heart, so my posts won’t be emotional. At least not that much. Cheers, beautiful world.