The Angels Sang & The Fish Swam
The days of Christmas are over here in the southwest of France and we’re slowly recovering. We’ve had a relaxed family time at the house following our very traditional celebrations. Christmas Eve (24th) is our most important evening where we slow-cook a goose, light the Christmas tree (we actually use real candles) and walk hand-in-hand around the tree singing old Danish carols. This is the night the angels sing and it’s a very reverent and beautiful evening. Towards the end we get to open our presents too. A few days later we have a traditional Danish Christmas Lunch. The meal consists of many courses of open-faced sandwiches (Smørrebrød) starting with pickled herring (sild) and is a rather more lively affair. This is the day the fish must swim and they do so in (what else) Akvavit = Danish snaps! We usually start the meal at around 1PM and finish a solid 3-4 hours and several bottles of the good stuff later. It’s a fine lunch and requires yet another few days to recover. Skål!
Our celebrations have been intermingled with some pretty ferocious wind storms that have battered the coasts of Denmark, UK and France. My parents’ sturdy old house weathered the winds without incident and the changing light created some spectacular displays in the sky and across the Pyrénées. A rare treat for the photographer, but some hard times for those impacted by the weather. It’s just another reminder that Nature can be both mesmerizingly beautiful and utterly terrifying at the same time.
I’m here for a few more days before I head off to UK with my sister for New Year’s Eve. Sometime in the next week or so I’ll do my usual round-up of our past year of RVing including our favorite campgrounds of the year. Then it’ll be back to the desert, the man and the furry family (which I am thoroughly looking forward to). The photography here is so good I may well be tempted to do another blog post before I delve into to the Queen’s English, but if I don’t click on over to see what I’ve taken so far (the gallery photos are still not coming through on e-mail). À la prochaine, my friends!
Meanwhile -> Back At “The Beast”
I’ve been getting periodic updates (and even a few pics) from the wild man in the desert while I’ve been here. Word has it he’s become quite the local socialite and has met several new boondocking buddies as well as attending a lovely campfire with the likes of Sassy’s On Da Road, Skip & Jean and Tom & Dianne. Plus, he’s been teasing me with gorgeous desert sunsets and cooking up a storm (can anyone say Bison Picadillo?). Chances are things will get even wilder when a gathering of NüRVers decends onto Anza Borrego in the next few days. There’s been talks of $1 taco’s, outdoor film evenings and even a special flag project. The things these guys get up to when you leave them, eh?