It’s just after midnight here in Mersin which means today is Christmas Eve. Santa has already given me my Christmas present as on Wednesday I was given the all clear from the doctor and could get out of the house and frantically finish (read that as ‘start’) my Christmas shopping.
Thanks to social media I know that back home in Oz friends are indulging in some early celebrations with photos at packed beaches, parties on Sydney Harbour, leisurely lunches and generally having a merry old time. They are frantically hitting the shops to buy their prawns and oysters, as well as mangoes and avocados all in readiness for their Christmas celebration whether it will be at the beach or by the pool or even a barbie in the backyard. Ah Sydney – I can dream can’t I?
Here in Mersin, Christmas has been a pretty low key affair; in fact the last few years have been positively depressing. On our actual first Christmas Day here I made a huge fuss and arranged a full Christmas lunch for the family with presents for everyone. Unfortunately none of them came because, well, it was just Wednesday to them (plus most of them work and were unable to take a day off). Having learned my lesson last year The Turk took Daughter and I out for lunch which was nice but not really special or Christmassy at all.
This year, however, I am excited at the prospect of Christmas Day as I have been invited to a friend’s house for lunch. I am told, however, that calling tomorrow ‘Christmas lunch’ is not giving justice to the day or the meal for that matter. This is no mere Christmas lunch; this will be a Christmas extravaganza. There will be pork, and bacon (Eeekkk!). There will be turkey (yes haha turkey in Turkey – hilarious). There will be prawns. There will be gravy and oodles of vegetables, and sugary biscuits and lots of Gluehwein. There will be something called an Eton Mess and finally there will also be ox tongue (I’m not really sure what to say about that but it’s apparently a tradition). This will not be a mere lunch either. This is an all day, into the night and with the possibility of continuing into Boxing Day spectacular. I am thinking of wearing my tracksuit pants as they are stretchy enough to sustain themselves throughout what will no doubt be a wonderful day full of great friends, lots of laughter and waaayyy too much food.
To all of you who follow my ridiculous antics here in Mersin I say thank you and may all your Christmas wishes come true.
See you in 2016! 2016??? Crikey!
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