I’ve been finding it a little hard to get into a holiday mood.
If you live in a country where Christmas starts as soon as the back-to-school sales are over, it might be hard to imagine anyone feeling nostalgia for department stores. But at least at the mall you can count on some tinsel and fa-la-la. These things are practically nonexistent in Addis. Even in Damascus there were Christmas decorations at the school and in shops around town. I could use some silver bells, chestnuts roasting, and pine trees.
The atmosphere around here is so lacking in holiday spirit that I wasn’t even going to bother decorating the house. But then our friends Leslie and Brian had us over for board games, and they had a tree, and candles, and Christmas music, and it was really nice.
So I went home and got Andreas to drag the lavender bush in off the porch. I put the Christmas iTunes folder on shuffle. The candles were taken care of (we only have power about 5 hours a day at the moment, so we keep plenty on hand.) We lit a fire in the fireplace. Just a real old-fashioned Christmas. Except that it smells more like Victoria’s Secret than a pine forest.
Here’s a three-year retrospective of our ex-pat Christmas trees.