Christmas, Coconuts and Operation Xin Chao
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O COCONUT...O CHRISTMAS TREE
People often ask me what I enjoy most about living in Vietnam. It's a long list but right there at the top has to be spa treatments. Massage, scrubs, facials, reflexology, mani, pedi...I am all for it. I am not afraid to admit it...I am a spa junkie.
So...the other day, there I was, ready to move into relax mode with a coconut scrub massage to the tunes of that all relaxing spa music where Tibetan bells ring and birds sing. It was perfect, until the music suddenly switched to...O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree.
I lost the spa like trance on the first verse. I started to count how many days till Christmas and how many days before I leave Vietnam to return to Tahilla Farm in New Hampshire (25). Which started me thinking about the flurry of activity happening at the house and the flurry of snow that will someday embrace our little house in the woods. When I started mentally counting how many pairs of snowshoes we had ordered in August in anticipation of these snowy white flurries I knew I was doomed.
If I wasn't covered in coconut oil I would have been off the massage table leaving a trail of coconut essence behind me. But I was only into 15 of my 75 minute massage with a 60 minute facial to follow (120 minutes of Christmas music). All I could do was plan as I went along. Christmas trees, lights, presents, food, wreath, decorations..all were considered and reconsidered. I think I fell asleep somewhere in the process..waking up to O Little Town of Bethlehem. Is it me, or is it a bit early to be playing Christmas music?
When I finally slipped out of the treatment room, I was greeted by my eldest daughter Christine who was also humming a holiday tune. We were sharing a mother and daughter spa day as a result of Operation Xin Chao.
OPERATION XIN CHAO*
Our family loves surprises and even better when they can pull one over on me. Mr. H is the master of surprises...and takes great pride in his stealth like surprise abilities. You name it, my wedding ring, our honeymoon and my 40th birthday party are just a few of his surprises of pride. He had willing partners in surprise with my son, Connor, and my eldest daughter, Christine. They planned it all a few months back and I was totally clueless. No surprises there.
Last week, I had my head in the refrigerator while taking stock of how many eggs we had (as you do) and suddenly felt someone grab me from behind. I was talking to Huyen, our woman about the house, and could not for the life of me understand why she was grabbing me. Was I about to unlock some mystery in our egg box? Shocked, I turned and there was Christine yelling 'SURPRISE!" They were all beaming, knowing that OPERATION XIN CHAO (as they all affectionately termed it) came off without a hitch. They got me...again. I love surprises...which might be why they go to such extremes to surprise me. ;)
*(xin chao translates to "hello" in Vietnamese)
THE DRIFT- Philippines and Vietnam
Christmas, Coconuts and Operation Xin Chao...you are probably getting the drift of the past few weeks. Since my last post, Connor returned home for a two week school holiday and we packed and unpacked our bags as we all travelled to Manila, Hue and Hoi An. If you follow me on Instagram, you will know that we have been on the move. Christine and Connor have since returned to Australia. Christine went by way of Hong Kong and a typhoon that kept here there for an extra 24 hours. We managed to divert Connor out of typhoons way and sent him directly back to Sydney from Vietnam. And here I sit, tapping away, with Tika by my side and Mr. H in Cambodia. We are packing our bags again for a 29th wedding anniversary celebration. And then... it will be 19 days until I return to Tahilla Farm.
There is more. It's all happening, the hustling and bustling and last minute decision making. I am returning to prepare for the much talked about CHRISTMAS FAMILY REUNION. Am I excited? Yes! Nervous? Yes! The house should be 'move in' ready when I return (25 days). Moving day (27 days) has been scheduled and the rest will happen as it happens. I am debating whether I should unpack by myself, taking it box by box as a means of celebrating the end. I have a feeling I may regret that decision by box three. I am still deciding on that one. Any advice?
While I am counting days, in case you are wondering... there are only 77 days until Christmas!
If you are a 'visual' person like me, and often skip the text to look at the photographs, this is what I have been doing since my last post. For me, travel is in the moments...and these were pretty special to me. I tried to keep it to ten photos...but I couldn't. ;)
|Along a mountain road, a view to Long Co Bay |
between Hue and Danang, Vietnam
Photo taken by Christine Henriques
|The beauty of San Agustin Church |
|Embracing Spanish Colonial history |
Thien Mu Pagoda
|Burst of color|
|White on White|
La Residence Hue
Tomb of Khai Dinh
Hoi An, Vietnam
|Sunset on the Thu Bon River|
Hoi An, Vietnam
Hoi An, Vietnam
|Past and present along the Perfume River|
We finally have lift off on our entrance,
no more ladders!
|Stone Steps Rising|
Tahilla Farm, New Hampshire
As always, thank you so much
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I am coming up to six years of blogging
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