The days leading up to Christmas were strange. No snow, no family gatherings, no bitter cold. Christmas Day was also strange. I started the day by spoiling myself with a big breakfast that didn't come close to Grandma's. I had class on Christmas and my students wished me a Merry Christmas when I walked in the door, which was very sweet, but class went on as usual. The only other sign of Christmas was when I left my apartment that morning and an old white man in red with a white beard and santa hat rode by in a bicycle. I waved and shouted "Merry Christmas!" We only need a little bit of Christmas cheer to be content for the day.
That evening my friend Charlie hosted a Christmas party at her place for all of us farangs (and some Thai too!) who were away from home on the holiday. We had a potluck dinner and lots of drinks and even more desserts. It was an international gathering. I've never had sticky rice with chicken and whiskey for Christmas dinner before, but we make the most of it all. It was really nice to be around friends and to make it somewhat of a family gathering.
By the time I got home, it was only Christmas morning back in Minnesota, so I got to see the family via webcam and we opened gifts together. Awwww. I miss them like crazy.
That evening my friend Charlie hosted a Christmas party at her place for all of us farangs (and some Thai too!) who were away from home on the holiday. We had a potluck dinner and lots of drinks and even more desserts. It was an international gathering. I've never had sticky rice with chicken and whiskey for Christmas dinner before, but we make the most of it all. It was really nice to be around friends and to make it somewhat of a family gathering.
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