As the next few days temperature starts to warm up or more commonly known as perfect beer drinking weather in Australia. I am reminded how hot weather and Christmas go hand in hand here in the land down under.
We wake Christmas morning to the sun beating down, dress in shorts and a singlet, before running to greet the gifts Santa has brought us. Followed is a lunch, a great feast of seafood, ham, BBQ meats and salads filling our stomach’s in preparation for the annual cricket match. The very cricket match where someone stubs there toe on the ground, your feet burn on the concrete as you go to fetch another beer and sunburn leaves you looking like that crayfish you devoured just an hour ago.
Meanwhile the northern hemisphere readies itself for a cold Christmas perhaps the perfect white Christmas. The house heated to a toasty temperature as you look for your slippers before seeking out the gifts Santa left you. Opening your presents as snow falls outside, the snowman you built yesterday standing guard by the front gate, waiting for the rest of the family to arrive.
Its these two examples of celebrating Christmas that fuel my travel desire. The way that something so routine to one person can be so exciting to another. Having grown up in Australia I can’t wait to live in a place where I need 5 layers of clothes and chains on the car to get to work, to have to drive on the other side of the road and hope I don’t kill myself, to celebrate summer in the middle of the year and not winter.
To most these are trivial mundane things. To me they are just like climbing out of bed when I was 5 and rushing to see what Santa had left me under the tree. They will be moments that I will never forget. The joy of travel can be so simple, its not about the Opera House, Big Ben and Disneyland. Its experiencing life as the rest of the world does that’s the special bit. Remember that and no matter where you travel, you will be rewarded ten fold.