It won’t come as a surprise that I do want to move out from where I am right now .
But I do have to wait for awhile , and I’ve become quite the expert on waiting (all good things come to those who wait , or something like that ) .
In the meantime I dream , and learn , and plan , and play with ideas which is always a good way of having fun without spending any money or disturbing any feathers on susceptible monsters .
I do have a fascination with New Zealand ( could I get any farther ? ) where I could find a very similar climate to the one I’m used to – and climate is very important for this Turtle – besides beautiful beaches just like mine and last but not least English speaking people ( so I wouldn’t have to learn a new language , even if I wouldn’t mind adding another one to my repertoire ) .
But now my heart wavers , as I’ve found a closer destination , with a beautiful landscape , intricate knit techniques for me to learn and occupy myself during their very long nights (and you know how I like nights 😉 ) , and although the climate might be a “little” harsher than I would like to , I really don’t mind cold .
But what really got this wonderful place on my radar today was an article one of my daughters shared with me .
Do you know what families traditionally do on Iceland on Christmas Eve ? They do give each other books (the real old fashioned ones that you can hold , smell , and turn pages on 😉 )and then spend the night reading them .
For me , this might be one of the best ways of spending the evening waiting for Santa Claus next morning . Add some comfy and beautiful new pyjamas (or real silk loungewear if you want to go classy) , a thick hot chocolate and a crackling fire , and I might not even need Santa next day .
I’m telling you this , if I am not there by this time (well , two weeks ago that is) next year , I will introduce this new tradition in my now ever-changing Christmas Eve Traditions wherever I might be .
Books are and always were a very much appreciated and longed for Christmas Gift for me , so much so that I get a bit sad if Santa forgets them 😉
And because I treasure books and uplifting songs and all that :
So , who wants to move to Iceland ?
Turtle Hugs 🙂