December is, without a doubt, the most exciting month of the year.
The most costly one too, I'll concede.
Most people tend to be more light-hearted and laidback (barring the Grinches and Scrooges) this time of the year, and almost everyone has a getaway planned. Whether Bali or Phuket or Langkawi, beaches usually top the poll of most visited places in December. What was used to be a Western ritual of flocking to the various islands around the world is now fervously practised by many an Asian. Personally, there's nothing more satisfying than lying on the beach and whiling the last vestiges of the year away.
And even if you can't escape from the concrete jungle, one word: parties. Every club in town is busy decking the halls with boughs of holly, and barrels of beer for good measure. No doubt, the price of alcohol will be exorbitantly high during the Christmas and New Year's Eve nights, but what the heck, "it's my party, and I'll drink if I want to."
But yeah, back to December. I don't know about you, but I'm inundated with warmth and feelings of goodwill towards Man whenever I loiter in the various shopping malls in KL during this festive month. Brings back memories of all those yearly trips to Singapore during my younger years (ages 8 to 12); we (meaning my family and I) never failed to head down to Orchard Road in December. However, I can say that KL is now almost on par with Singapore in terms of Yuletide festivities and the commercialisation of Christmas, in general. Perhaps there's no Orchard Road here, but we can't have the cake and eat it, right?We may not have chestnuts roasting by the fireplace, but we do have roasted chestnuts in Jusco and Tesco and Giant. And Jack Frost may not nip at your nose, but Jack Daniels definitely will.
All of which explains why I'm rarely agro this time of the year. Don't get me wrong; I still face idiots and morons by the dozens every single day (they never take a break), but revelling in Christmas carols, I tend to blot them out of existence. Because I'm walking in a winter wonderland. Alright, that was cheesy, but message relayed.
And because I'm feeling cordial towards Mankind, I'll even ignore the inconsiderate fools who clog up the walkways in MidValley and Curve and KLCC snapping pictures of Christmas trees and decorations; some even take their annual family portraits, nestled among the pine leaves and gaudy decorations.
So yeah, December is finally upon us (I was supposed to have put up this post on 1 Dec), and the Yuletide cheer and New Year resolutions are fast closing in; for some, they're already here. Dust off those leaves and tree stands, polish the gold and red and white balls, and test the many tiny bulbs. It's time to practise those ho-ho-hos and songs that go on and on about snow, goodwill and food, delicious food. And don't forget the wine and whiskey and port and sherry; after all, 'tis a time to be gay and merry.
The most costly one too, I'll concede.
Most people tend to be more light-hearted and laidback (barring the Grinches and Scrooges) this time of the year, and almost everyone has a getaway planned. Whether Bali or Phuket or Langkawi, beaches usually top the poll of most visited places in December. What was used to be a Western ritual of flocking to the various islands around the world is now fervously practised by many an Asian. Personally, there's nothing more satisfying than lying on the beach and whiling the last vestiges of the year away.
And even if you can't escape from the concrete jungle, one word: parties. Every club in town is busy decking the halls with boughs of holly, and barrels of beer for good measure. No doubt, the price of alcohol will be exorbitantly high during the Christmas and New Year's Eve nights, but what the heck, "it's my party, and I'll drink if I want to."
But yeah, back to December. I don't know about you, but I'm inundated with warmth and feelings of goodwill towards Man whenever I loiter in the various shopping malls in KL during this festive month. Brings back memories of all those yearly trips to Singapore during my younger years (ages 8 to 12); we (meaning my family and I) never failed to head down to Orchard Road in December. However, I can say that KL is now almost on par with Singapore in terms of Yuletide festivities and the commercialisation of Christmas, in general. Perhaps there's no Orchard Road here, but we can't have the cake and eat it, right?We may not have chestnuts roasting by the fireplace, but we do have roasted chestnuts in Jusco and Tesco and Giant. And Jack Frost may not nip at your nose, but Jack Daniels definitely will.
All of which explains why I'm rarely agro this time of the year. Don't get me wrong; I still face idiots and morons by the dozens every single day (they never take a break), but revelling in Christmas carols, I tend to blot them out of existence. Because I'm walking in a winter wonderland. Alright, that was cheesy, but message relayed.
And because I'm feeling cordial towards Mankind, I'll even ignore the inconsiderate fools who clog up the walkways in MidValley and Curve and KLCC snapping pictures of Christmas trees and decorations; some even take their annual family portraits, nestled among the pine leaves and gaudy decorations.
So yeah, December is finally upon us (I was supposed to have put up this post on 1 Dec), and the Yuletide cheer and New Year resolutions are fast closing in; for some, they're already here. Dust off those leaves and tree stands, polish the gold and red and white balls, and test the many tiny bulbs. It's time to practise those ho-ho-hos and songs that go on and on about snow, goodwill and food, delicious food. And don't forget the wine and whiskey and port and sherry; after all, 'tis a time to be gay and merry.
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