In Sweden, we celebrate Christmas the 24th of December. This is not the case in the Netherlands, so my Christmas eve was a bit odd – I spent it alone in the sofa of Femke’s parents, watching tellie with a cat sleeping in my lap. Femke and her mother went to Church in the evening, while I was supposed to drink whisky with Femke’s father Jelle. But he had caught a horrible cold, so had to go to bed early.
Tomorrow is another day, with the real celebrations here.
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