Compared to Christmas Eve, Christmas was not so special and nice! After lunch, my host dad drove us to their grandparents’ house. They said that normally on Christmas, everyone visits their grandparents. Some of the siblings of my host dad came, but we were the only young people there!
We just sat down, and they started to talk. They did nothing but talk for few hours!! It was really boring for me! Luckily, my host dad volunteered to drive me around the small village in which that he spent his childhood. The village is really small, but it was cool to listen my host dad explain his childhood stories. :D
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| seat and talk.. |
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| this is everywhere.. |
When we were leaving, my grandparents gave every grandchild a box of chocolates and I also received one :D. So cool, because that means they accepted me as their grandchild.:D
At night, I played card games with my host parents :D.
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