As I type, I'm watching snow fall on Kanazawa with my fiancé and our friend from college. It's like we're in a snow globe, and it's sticking to the ancient pine trees, bright neon lights, and curved roof tiles. I had a kitty on my lap at the park, and now she's probably cuddled up with her friends in a shed, all full of treats.
The snow is sticking. It feels almost how Christmas should, except for how far away I am from family, friends, and traditions.
Christmas food here is KFC and strawberry cake. Christmas is a lover's holiday; New Year's is for family. It's the opposite of back home, really, and it takes a little getting used to.
Hopefully the white Christmas lasts to the morning for pictures!
The snow is sticking. It feels almost how Christmas should, except for how far away I am from family, friends, and traditions.
Christmas food here is KFC and strawberry cake. Christmas is a lover's holiday; New Year's is for family. It's the opposite of back home, really, and it takes a little getting used to.
Hopefully the white Christmas lasts to the morning for pictures!
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