I woke up this morning and saw the snow falling and I told myself, if the Mayans said today was to be the last day of the earth, or the world as we know it, well hell! I feel like I'm in heaven with all the whiteness around :)
After the last session of one of our major course yesterday, there was nothing more I looked forward than spending Christmas in Germany. Nothing beats spending the holiday season at home and since I was miles away from Bohol, well, I figured we gotta find a piece of home. And today, I just did at Tita Bebot and Kuya John's place here in Nurnberg.
The 10-hour bus ride was not exactly that boring (of course it was far from boring especially from one that was never here). It was fun checkin' out the places we stopped over (not that we stopped long enough like in a tour but it was great enough to know these places are for real and not something I just read or hear about) -> Maastricht, Eindhoven and Utrecht (still in Netherlands) and then Bonn and Dusseldorf (Germany).
But it got really exciting when we were at the border and the police was checking all our documents. I must say that the police officers were quite calm and collected people, at least those two I have encountered that night, and not just because the other one was kidding around when he checked my passport and said "Oh Angelina Jolie" (in my head, nice try, really) but of course that was a whole lot better than being in the position of the other passenger, a man just a seat away to my left who was asked to get out of the bus and bring his things. When they were already outside, we overheard the police told him that he was arrested for forging documents. Apparently he was Pakistani and his passport or whatever document he gave wrote that he was Indian. I am not entirely sure if that was only the reason why he was arrested but he was taken by the police and then our bus left without him.
Whew, so for the most part of the trip I was chatting with Soumita (from India), a classmate of mine who was off to Vienna for the holidays and apparently was sharing the same bus with me. There was this one specific stop over in Bonn that we got out of the bus for 5 minutes just to admire the beauty of the Cathedral which we can see partly from where our bus stopped. It was grandiose!!! We just saw the tip of the cathedral mostly with its magnificently designed roof and yet I felt something really magical just by looking at it. At night, it seemed like an elegant ice castle, it was glowing and it sends shivering feelings over your senses (-.-). I could not seem to wait until next week when I get back to look at the entire church!
After finally stopping at Nurnberg station and saying goodbyes with Soumita, I already saw Tita Bebot outside waving at me. I was so happy to see her because at that instant I thought I saw my mom (gosh they have striking resemblance) and I really felt comfortable despite the fact that I think I was 5 years old when I last saw her (Tita).
She helped me with my things and we went to their car where Kuya John (her husband also a Filipino) was waiting for us. We drove for another 15 minutes and then arrived at their cozy place. I felt at home and it was just the right feeling I wanted to feel for the season.
This morning I woke up to the smell of longganisa. Tita Bebot and Kuya John are already out for work and as she told me, she will just leave everything at my disposal. Just like home. But because I was so excited seeing the snow fall I forego the urge to eat immediately. Instead I had to dress up and go outside take a small video clip and of course some pictures :) It was zero degrees yet it felt bearable at least for my body but I felt the sting of coldness in my hands (maybe not the right gloves) also my face. So before my nose will drop off my face (I felt it would) I went back to the house, made sure my family back in Bohol know that I was just like home for the holidays.
Later, I was already boiling water for my choco-coffee drink with tiny marshmallows. My ❤ HEART ❤ just melted. I stare outside of the kitchen window and savored the nostalgia of the picturesque beauty outside. These are the moments, the mundane moments of our lives that I really admire the most. The thing is, sometimes we just take them for granted and I feel sorry because this are exactly the moments that highlights the fact that the best things in life are free.
So much for my drama (sorry it must be the season) haha! But yeah, today and in the next few days am gonna have to FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL this!
I am spending White Christmas in Marx's homeland! in the same air Bach and Beethoven's sound of music first reverberated. In the neighborhood of the great Kant, Hegel and Engels the list can go on! Man this was even the country of those who feel great about themselves! Hitler's playground could be somewhere around but most importantly for me, this is also the home of Brothers Grimm, those beautiful work of stories laced with icing by Disney and became the fairy tales I grew up with.
Some people say perfect moments and happy endings only happen in fairy tales I say, we create our own story and live in its imperfections because it doesn't have to end we just have to be happy and happiness is a choice.
YES DREAMS and HEARTS WISHES DO COME TRUE...
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