This is our third Christmas while on the road. Jacob’s first Christmas was in Albania. It was a pretty low key affair and we didn’t really do anything in particular since Jacob was too young (10 months) to remember anything. We did get to have his photo taken with Albanian Santa though.
His second and third Christmases were both in Australia (but never in the city where we were living).
His fourth Christmas, and probably the first where he actually really understood the concept, was in Tasmania. We were road tripping through the state and were staying with some friends.
This Christmas was his fifth Christmas, and Zach’s first and we were in Santiago, Chile. Jacob was a little disappointed that we didn’t have a Christmas tree, so we did what nomads do best and improvised.
Our painted tree was taped to the balcony glass sliding door where Santa could easily see it. Christmas shopping in Santiago (two days before Christmas) was an experience that I don’t ever want to repeat. Endless queuing and crowds characterized my mall experience, plus hours of walking around and not finding what I was looking for.
Doing Christmas shopping is stressful enough, but doing Christmas shopping in a country where you are unfamiliar with what each shop stocks, and where to buy what would seem like simply purchases is even more difficult. And then try doing it with an infant. At least on the bright side, having Zach with me meant I got to skip the 30 person strong taxi queue.
The other difficult thing about Christmas on the road is that gifts need to be practical and transportable. In the end we did not buy a toy which practical or transportable but luckily (for us) Jake somehow managed to break his large remote control car on the very first day. A bad investment, but at least I’m not carrying it around South America.
All I can say is.. thank god it’s over!