It’s Christmastime in Santa Clara. That means that not much has changed from normal life. The main differences are: the church carries the Baby Jesus around in a procession to raise money, it’s sunny (the[…]
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It’s Christmastime in Santa Clara. That means that not much has changed from normal life. The main differences are: the church carries the Baby Jesus around in a procession to raise money, it’s sunny (the[…]
Since I booked my trip in August (through my parents’ generous sponsorship), the thought of going back to the United States for Christmas shimmered in the wintry distance. I would say it was a “much-deserved”[…]
I’ve never been awoken into Christmas morning by a rooster, bombarded by the harsh snaps of endless cohetes and bombas (firecrackers), with small chicks chirping for food around my feet as I walk downstairs to greet the[…]