Well, Adam and I have almost made it through this year's holiday season. There were hard times, but overall, the Lord has provided dear friends here to visit with and enjoy their company. We were able to Skype with our families on Christmas Day, see my niece open her Christmas presents, and received both the packages our families sent in the mail to us! We realized this was the first Christmas where we were not involved in our family traditions. Usually, the Saturday (or two) before Christmas, the Yarbrough side (Adam's mom's side) has heavy appetizers, spends time together, and lastly, the main tradition, sing "Twelve Days of Christmas" with each person singing a different day. No one wants to get Partridge in a Pear Tree. My family has mixed up the traditions lately with spouses coming into the mixture, but lately, we've stayed with my family on Christmas Eve, opened presents together Christmas morning, enjoyed a big brunch, and just chilled the rest of the day. My mom's tradition is always to stay up super late (i.e. 3-4am) wrapping presents; however, we still seem to get things in garbage bags occasionally despite her staying up late :)
So with all those familiar things far away this year, we looked to doing things to be different. Both Adam and I commented that we tried to think of it as a "normal" day. While we were not trying to forget the meaning of this day and why we celebrate on Christmas, it was a way to cope without family. So...our agenda this year consisted of a candlelight Christmas Eve with the pastor's, of our church in Alcala, family (the Brown's) and his 3 daughters. We had tapas (a lot of seafood items - I munched on veggies and Hidden Valley Ranch dip - non-existent here in Spain and in both of the parent boxes!), sang Christmas carols, and just chatted. Adam and I opened our gifts (practical yet good) together on Christmas morning then baked homemade Oreos (Mamaw P's secret recipe) and delivered them to our neighbors. We were able to chat briefly with two of the families we delivered to - Blas & Asun and Eva, Adrian, & Lady. Blas and Asun have a "lively" chihuahua named Toolie (not sure if the spelling is right but that is the way it is pronounced). More seriously, Blas has been in and out of the hospital with hip surgery, an infection, and a dislocation of the same hip. He was in bed that afternoon when we delivered but I was so glad to be able to visit with them, even if I only understood half of what was said and we talked about general things. We ended Christmas day back at the Brown's enjoying a Christmas ham, potatoes, and pumpkin pie, and had our church service in the evening where played Maria and Jose (Mary and Joseph). Adam and I had about 10 minutes to memorize parts in Spanish in which we were going around to various people in the congregation and asking for a place to stay ("teneis un sitio para nosotros?"). We had a great Christmas Day of different, but good things.
While we celebrated in a quasi-American, quasi-Spanish way this Christmas, Spaniards celebrate slightly different than in the US. "El noche buena" (Christmas Eve) is the biggest day for family celebrations for Spaniards (not 12/25). Families usually go to the town of their parent's house, attend a midnight mass, and fix a big meal after mass and usually stay up visiting until early in the morning (i.e. 4-7am). Christmas Day is then spent sleeping in and recuperating from Noche Buena. Even Christmas Day, very few gifts are opened, maybe one or two, while the big gift giving day is El Dia de los Reyes (January 6th), yet to come. The next upcoming "festivo" is "Noche Viejo" (literally translated - Old Night) or New Year's Eve. Here a big race is organized in Madrid (the San Silvestre, which we will be taking part in) and later at midnight Spaniards pop 12 grapes in their mouth, one for every ding of the clock at midnight. This sounds like an easy task but many have mentioned it is quite difficult to do. Grocery stores even sell cans with 12 grapes in them especially for the occasion.
It has been interesting learning other culture's traditions especially their holiday traditions. While I missed my family greatly this year, I am thankful to have been here and experienced a Spanish "navidad". It is memory I will never forget.
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