We spent Christmas 2014 in the small surf town of Mirissa, on the southern coast of Sri Lanka. We knew it could be tough emotionally being without our families on Christmas, so we made sure we booked a nice resort on the beach to spend our holiday. Unfortunately though, it rained for 2 straight days leading up to Christmas, and all day on Christmas Day!
We started our day by calling our families back home on FaceTime. However with the thunderstorms in the area, our internet connection was pretty spotty. We were at least able to reach them, and wish them a quick holiday greeting before we lost connection.
Although we couldn’t spend the holiday relaxing on the beach because of the weather, we decided to make the most of our day anyway. We headed to the beach and found a couple of nice little bar/restaurants where we got comfy. We had a couple of drinks, played some cards, had lunch, and just kind of chilled out for the day.
This was our Christmas tree this year:
We didn’t set up a tree at home this year, so we decided to adopt this tree we found along the beach in Mirissa. One of the bars set it up, and even decorated it with ornaments, garland, and Christmas lights!
At one of the bars we stopped at, we found this very festive family. We decided next year that we are going to pack Santa hats and wear them next year on Christmas Day! . . . . . . . NOT!
Perhaps the toughest part of the day, was when we learned of the passing of Rachel’s Uncle Walter. It definitely made being away from family on the holidays a bit tougher. We knew that when we decided to move overseas, things like this could happen. However it didn’t make it any easier when we heard the news. We did the only thing we could, we raised our glasses and cheersed to the great life he had.
Throughout the day it continued to downpour. In the early evening, we finally said, “screw it!” We changed our clothes and headed straight for the ocean. The water was actually warmer than the rain, and we had a ton of fun swimming in the downpour rain and massive waves!
The following day, the sun came back out, and shined down on us for the next two weeks of our holiday. I think it was Uncle Walter’s first act of kindness in heaven!