This Christmas was spent in Dun Laoghairé with my family and our close friends. Every year we go down to Dun Laoghaire to celebrate Christmas and I was glad when we stepped out of our car and I set my eyes on my favorite door, the black no. 9. And this Christmas wasn’t very different from the ones I have experienced before. We stuffed our faces as usual, lit the Christmas pudding as usual (only this time we succeeded), we opened presents, we played games, we watched movies. But most of all, we enjoyed each others company.
To keep tradions up and going a few of us walked one of the family dogs on the pier. Only this time I stepped in pooh, a boy mistook me and my sister for being twins and I finally got the chance to see if curly hair can survive horrid winds. It cannot.
I love this photo! Haha, my dad bought a breathalyzer, because he’s driving over here, and everyone wanted to try it out. Lovely family photo of the funniest family. All gathered around the breathalyzer. Brilliant.
Christmas has been really nice. It’s extremely windy over here, extremely green ( I was shocked when I got of the plane after having lived though the tundra in Sweden), and it’s been really really nice to hang out with Greta. I only have one more week in Ireland and then I’m back in Sweden. Don’t know if that’s good or not. Guess we’ll have to just wait and see.
Gosh it’s soon 2013. I can’t wait. I love new beginnings.