Merry Christmas ya filthy animals
Or happy holidays or whatever.
Dear Whoever You Are,
MERRY FLIPPING CHRISTMAS, HAPPY BLOODY BOXING DAY AND A CRACKING NEW YEAR TO YOU.
While you’re here hanging out on my website, I’d like to take the opportunity to say thank you for being a Comfort is for Wimps reader. Writing this blog is my passion because not only do I love writing as much as Shakespeare did, but I have a firm belief that every risk I take, adventure I have and awkward moment I hate is helping me grow as a person and learn new things. And if I’m inspiring other people to do the same with their lives – big or small – I’m glad.
I’m currently in Mumbai, I was supposed to be in Sri Lanka sitting on a beach by my onsie, but I had so much fun my first night in Mumbai that I decided to can the Sri Lankan plan and drink heavily on Christmas with my new pals in Mumbai.
On the 29th I’m supposed to be going to Goa for New Years, but I’m thinking on canning that plan and flying back to Delhi to spend a week with my 22-year-old Afghan friend (from this story) and his 2-year-old brother. I know right; crazy, wild, mildly weird.
I’m not going to post again until the New Year when you guys stop having so much jolly season fun and need a little recovery reading material.
Thanks again! Love love love love.
Here, are four random holiday snaps I could be bothered to upload.