The Grinch Who Stole Christmas

Callan

It's strange being in a place where Christmas matters so little, when I've been brought up to see it as the ultimate time for coming together as a family to celebrate and give. While I've grown out of the giddy excitement that accompanies Christmas as a child, and I certainly won't be waking up at 4am in anticipation of opening presents, I've realised that there is a certain comfort in all of the gaudy Christmas decorations that line the streets, the same old Christmas carols that play in the background, and the eager countdown to the 25th. All the little things that contribute to the Christmas spirit. 

I very rarely celebrate Christmas in my own home, but to be away from family is tough. Without that sense of togetherness and a wholesome Christmas meal, I fear that 2017 may feel unresolved, missing that familiar conclusion. On the other hand, maybe a departure from the usual festivities will create an everlasting memory of the Christmas that I woke up to the droning calls of chai wallas, on a train half way around the world.