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Christmas Eve on the Mountain

So that was Christmas… And it sure passed quickly! Especially this year since this Christmas we had to squeeze in both a Finnish Christmas and a British Christmas over here in Costa Rica.

As you might remember from an earlier post, we picked up our tree ages ago and it has brought much light and beauty into our house for all of December. I was almost a bit worried that it might not keep till Christmas in the heat and in the improvised foot (i.e. bucket with rocks in and fairy lights wrapped around – gorgeous!). We also picked up a gorgeous poinsettia from the farmers market to decorate our porch with. I found two gorgeous ceramic angels at a ceramic shop on the Calle Vieja from Santa Ana to Escazu that sells beautiful handmade things. These are now lighting up a corner in our house as well, making the atmosphere even more Christmassy.

I started to prepare the Christmas present baskets early December already. Little by little the two wicker baskets started to fill up with small presents from over here, but when my sister arrived halfway through December the baskets got a massive boost with tons of presents from back home. My mum’s arrival a few days later again brought many many more presents to be added to the baskets, so many that by Christmas eve they were overflowing of goodies. Most of them for little E. Of course.

Having imported my mum for Christmas meant that this year I would get some delicious Finnish Christmas food! Mum made us lovely “potatislada” and “morotslada” as well as some good old rice porridge (obviously with the almond hidden in it) while I had found a smoked ham (imported from Mexico) in the supermarket and sourced some local hot smoked trout from the German lady we buy all our bread and sausages from at the Santa Ana market. We had baked ginger bread cookies with my sister and I had made a Christmas cake with a tropical twist (added bananas) so our sweet tooth was taken care of. (Well, obviously there was no shortage of sweets anyways with lots brought over from Finland as well as me seeing to it that we had some from the local supermarket as well…)

The lunch was a bit of a shock to J I think. We have rice pudding with sugar and cinnamon on, with ham sandwiches on the side. Heh. A bit of a random mix, but very delicious and typical for Finnish Christmas. In the end J got the almond and according to our family traditions he then gets to pick the first present from under the Christmas tree. I thought it was so nice that he got the almond and got to experience our family tradition in this way. I didnt realise it would send him off on a power trip as “The Almond King” claiming the right to rule over all presents…

Finally at about 6pm, with Christmas music in the background, the tree lights on, candles spread out in every corner of our little house we enjoyed a wonderful Christmas dinner while little E was sleeping. And after dinner there were the presents of course.. My two wicker baskets full of presents had been sitting under the tree just waiting for us for DAYS it felt like, and now it was finally time to dig in. What we realised very quickly was that little E was definitely the Princess of Presents. About 95% of all presents were for her. Im a bit divided about this. Part of me was super excited about it and loved all the lovely things she got. Part of me was a bit shocked by the realisation that my “share” of presents from my parents and sisters and family would from now on actually go to E. Hmm. Well, I guess Ill get over it by next Christmas.

We shuffled off to bed at about 10pm. Such a late night again for someone who is used to crashing into bed at 7pm. But such a wonderful night… Merry Christmas everyone!

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A Tropical Christmas

The only thing missing from my Tropical Christmas was the calypso music. (Gotta remember to get the “Calypso Christmas” CD for next year..) We rented our usual beach house down in Esterillos Oeste to spend our first Tropical Christmas by the beach and it has been absolutely wonderful although slightly strange. And I regret not bringing my fairy lights, as we have some terrific palm trees over here that would be very suitable as tropical Christmas trees. (Mental note: Bring them down on Friday when we head back to the beach)

I got a beautiful surfboard from my wonderful boyfriend and a delicious set of organic cotton sheets from my mum, a fantastic Putumayo Family Christmas music CD from my dad and some small bits and pieces from my loved ones back home. Unfortunately I was a terrible girlfriend and forgot (!) my wonderful boyfriend’s Christmas present at home…I hope the present in itself will make up for it (it is something that has to do with the other love of his life – His 1977 Toyota Landcruiser so it should make him pretty pleased). Once he gets it that is…

I got to have a surf on Christmas day which was pretty amazing. There would not have been ANY chance of that if we would have been back home in the UK. I think I am spoiled for life now after having surfed these warm waters in just a bikini. Unfortunately me and my new board didnt really get along that well on Christmas Day morning. I think the main problem was a communication error that meant it didnt understand what I wanted and I didnt understand what the hell it was doing. Our differences of opinion were solved by me as I got out of the water, marched home and changed it to my old board. Unfortunately my second tour to the beach happened too late and the water had already retreated too far out, making the waves so small that even on a larger board it was just not happening at all.

My second encounter with my new board ended in a slight disaster (although this was following some pretty good waves before!). I thought I could ride the board prone into shore but that was just a stupid idea I soon figured out. Being as light as it is my new board threw me off and bounced up in the air before landing on my head and calf muscle, giving me a big bleeding bump on the head and a throbbing calf muscle that was soon almost twice the size of my usual pathetically small calf muscles.

So no more surfing for a few days for me 😦 Which I am feeling quite devastated about. I feel its a complete waste just sitting here without having the chance to enjoy the beach and the water that is just around the corner from me now… I will give my leg a few more hours to heal, but god damn then Im going in again.

My mum is also here celebrating her first tropical Christmas in ages and its been really nice to show her where we live, show where we usually go when we go to the beach, to introduce her to Sofia and to just have her around (She makes amazing food so I am slightly taking advantage of that as well…)

I dont think it really feels like Christmas, but then again, who cares when you can have iguanas, monkeys, hummingbirds, BBQing by the pool, surfing and great company anyways? Ok, time for a little nap and then let’s see if this leg and head can manage some more waves..