- Sep 6, 2012
Werewolf CCXXIX: Jingle Hells
You have always had an image in your mind of a fairytale Christmas. Snow on the ground, crisp night air, groups of friends half-hidden in the steam rising from mugs of hot mulled wine, roast chestnuts, candlelight, and the kind of Christmas decorations we used to have before we discovered plastic and fluorescent green paint.
That is what Lapland promised you.
The travel agency and website were a bit shady. Not to mention the price. It seemed outrageously expensive! Things of quality usually are, you told yourself, but not many people had even heard of this particular village. Your friends refused to join you and all said they had a bad feeling about it, but that didn't stop you.
It's all going to be worth it when the sun goes down and you wind your way through one of the Christmas markets. Christmas in Lapland has taste. Soft lighting, decorations made of wood and straw. You know those wintry Victorian scenes you get on the side of old tins? Exactly. That is what you wanted, and by God, you were going to get it, at least once in your life.
By posting in this thread the magical Christmas word "in", you will book your flight and stay for this holiday season.