Not driving home for Christmas

It feels a little weird publishing a post about Christmas in March but I really want these blogs to be in chronological order, for our family to look back on if nothing else, so I’m going to take you back in time a couple of months and share our Christmas in Athens with you. <img alt="" src="https://miro.medium.com/v2/resize:fit:700/1*LTn4wGEPIAhUY4giRYNCYw.jpeg" style="height:525px; width:700px" /> One of the biggest worries we had when leaving the UK at the end of October was how we could keep Christmas special for the boys. Jake, aged 14, is definitely over the “magic/Santa” stuff and had moved on to thinking about what tech would be waiting for him under the tree. But Dexter, aged 6, is still very much in the Christmas sweet spot and we worried that not being in familiar surroundings would detract from the celebrations somehow. We needn’t have worried. <a href="https://medium.com/@vicsigston/not-driving-home-for-christmas-7badb0a7c7ab">Website</a>