Forgive me if I am still in the Christmas mood. Maybe this is a delayed reaction from a rather unusual last week of Advent spent in China in awe of Tiananmen Square and the Temple of Heaven!
So do indulge me as I continue to wallow in yuletide merriment.
There is a conspicuous absence of church buildings in Beijing.
When I asked our tour guide for the nearest church, she shrugged and replied in non-committal terms. And still fiercely patriotic, dismissed Christmas as a mere “western festival”. I don’t blame her given the circumstances.
Never thought there would come a time when the mere sight of quirky Santa hats on waitresses filled me with hope. When even Jingle Bells jangling annoyingly in supermarkets gave me warm fuzzy feelings in sub-zero temperatures. This is obviously a commercial necessity for the new booming Chinese economy. Yes I know, glittery trees and shiny baubles aren’t Christmas but at least they mark the occasion and in China, that’s a good start. Hope you managed a meaningful Christmas wherever you are.