Good Things Come to Those Who Wait: Holiday Merrymaking
“A good holiday is one that is spent among people whose notions of time are vaguer than yours.” – J.B. Priestley
My how time flies.
December has rolled around once again and – as it has been the last few years – it’s shaping up to be a busy month. There’s work to be done and plenty of travel to undertake. There’s also multiple holiday feasts to rock up to and gorge upon, and friends/family to reconnect with. It will be my first full holiday season spent north of 90° and west of 15° in at least seven years, and while a part of me longs for rolling green hills, warm blowing winds and/or weekends by the sea, I’m reveling in the cold and walls of grey clouds that threaten to send down torrents of rain or snow or iced marbles of hail. I quite enjoy the slap of biting winds that make my eyes sting and my nose run, along with sub-zero temperatures that cause my muscles to involuntarily seize up as I make the trek from my front door to the subway entrance.
I suppose I’m 100% Canadian after all.
Ah yes, December. It’s the time of year to head inside, start a fire, turn down the lights, get all hyggeligt and enjoy a glass or two of wine before the clock strikes twelve. It’s a time to indulge in all those comforting foods too heavy for the summer and not worry about the extra pounds that are migrating to where they’re needed most. ‘Tis the season to listen to carols, spend weekends baking an army of gingerbread men and watching movies like The Grinch Who Stole Christmas, A Charlie Brown Christmas, Love Actually and The Sound of Music.
Yes, I said The Sound of Music. Don’t you know it. *snaps*
Cold winds and snowflakes on my nose and eyelashes aside, this Intolerant has the following on her December/early January travel itinerary:
→ The UK, including London and a couple of shires north of the capital.
→ A quick stop in Paris because Paris is a good idea. Any time. All the time.
→ Cozying up to my second love: Brussels (shhhhh, don’t tell Paris).
→ Tying one on in Bruges. It’s where the merrymaking will take place.
→ Chasing northern lights in Iceland.
I don’t know about you, but I’m looking forward to the travels, experiences and encounters ahead. I’m also ready to slip into a New Year that is rife with adventure, possibility and new beginnings. It’s time to move on…
What about you? What are your (travel) plans for the holiday season?