Every year before Christmas it's the same; a lot of annoying stressful things to get done, and then finally, when everything is ready it's onto a train “home” for Christmas, hoping everything has been packed.
But every year, as I sit on the train on my way to whereever Christmas is held this year, I relax, knowing there’s almost nothing more to do, and it’s just to hang out with my family and kick back.
This coincides with the days starting to get longer although only just. Seven hours and 2 minutes is just not enough daylight, and each minute extra is a pleasure.
Oh well, the Great Belt tunnel coming up. Merry Christmas.
Oh! I didn’t loose my connection in the tunnel. Nice.
Author M. G. Liebach
LastMod 2016-05-01 (9fc4632)