The weather is suddenly so glorious in this part of the world. The temperatures are near 20s and the sun is shining so bright that it is difficult to believe that till a couple of weeks back it was freezing and snowing. I just finished reading Around the World in Eighty Days and as easily influenced as I am, want to go somewhere again. Since I have a husband, a small child, a job and a hundred other things to take care of, I obviously can't travel around the world in one go. Besides, I don't think it would be any fun to just travel the circumference of the earth without really seeing anything much, like the protagonist, Phileas Fogg does in the story.
There is a holiday coming up, the 1st May which falls on a Wednesday. So, we are planning to take the Thursday and Friday off and drive to Cote D'Azure for a short vacation. As usual, we haven't booked yet, but I hope everything will be in place by this weekend.
I have a busy week ahead at work and at home. There is an Indian festival Navratri going on at the moment and on the 8th day of this festival, little girls are worshipped, are treated to a meal of poori, chickpeas and semolina halwa and are given small gifts. In India, this tradition which happens twice a year is a worthy practise since there are many poor children and a sumptuous meal, gifts and money will mean a lot to them. They go from house to house collecting their treats and gifts. Out here in Germany, I am inviting some of my friends and their little daughters and obviously they will feel special, but they are all privileged pampered children from well off families. Anyway, I am going to enjoy the day as I really love girls (and hope to have one of my own some day).
There is a holiday coming up, the 1st May which falls on a Wednesday. So, we are planning to take the Thursday and Friday off and drive to Cote D'Azure for a short vacation. As usual, we haven't booked yet, but I hope everything will be in place by this weekend.
I have a busy week ahead at work and at home. There is an Indian festival Navratri going on at the moment and on the 8th day of this festival, little girls are worshipped, are treated to a meal of poori, chickpeas and semolina halwa and are given small gifts. In India, this tradition which happens twice a year is a worthy practise since there are many poor children and a sumptuous meal, gifts and money will mean a lot to them. They go from house to house collecting their treats and gifts. Out here in Germany, I am inviting some of my friends and their little daughters and obviously they will feel special, but they are all privileged pampered children from well off families. Anyway, I am going to enjoy the day as I really love girls (and hope to have one of my own some day).