For those of us who is old enough and haven't quite repressed the memories of the 80's yet, we all remember this song...
Despite the fact that there is no snow in Africa for Christmas (seriously people, we're straddling the equator here), the people certainly do know it's Christmas time. Most of the town is in idle mode, as shops are closed and people are home. While I didn't go to church myself since I can give praise and thanks just as well by myself - a very scandinavian view on religion - but I did help ferry those of the UNMOs who wanted to do so to the various churches... Catholic, Anglic and the generick Lutheran. The rest of the morning have been spent on a chair in the shade, with my laptop speakers hooked up to my old mp3-player playing Christmas tunes, reading a decent good and just enjoying what I do have.
I had meant to make a tour to the YWAM School I've mentioned before, since I have a little something for them. However I learned yesterday that they were closed for the holiday, and even the live-in staff had gone home to their families. I don't mind too much, it just means they get to enjoy the holiday as well. Instead I retreated to the air-conditioned interior of my container when it got too hot outside (+34ºC in the shade) and watched A Christmas Story on my new laptop.
So yeah, it's Christmas in Africa this year. No snow though, but I managed without it. Even managed to cook myself a tasty treat for lunch: