Well, it’s not that cold out, and it’s certainly not snowing, but it’s definitely Christmas Eve. You might as well imagine things here as in that Corona Light commercial that always plays at Christmas time – the one of the palm tree at night being lit up with lights while someone slowly whistles “Oh Christmas Tree.”
To mark the occasion, I had a warm, luxurious bath in the spa while listening (and occasionally singing) to Christmas carols on Amanda’s iPod. Now this is a Christmas tradition I could get used to!
To everyone back home – Merry Christmas!
Happy Nowell!