Only twelve days now until Christmas. Next weekend I'll be flying back to Scotland, where I'll be spending Christmas and New Year with my family. (By the way, my Dad is continuing to make a wonderful recovery after his recent brain surgery.) I'll have been in Spain for almost three months: weeks of settling in, learning the language, making new friends, and getting involved in some local ministry.We don't have a car yet, so we haven't ventured much further afield than Alhaurín de la Torre. This week, some friends from Torremolinos took pity on us when they heard that we had been living in the south of Spain for two and a half months and hadn't set eyes on the sea yet. So they came to fetch us in Alhaurín and drove us into Torremolinos for coffee. In summer time, Torremolinos is a busy resort, with sunbathers lying on the beach and swimming in the sea. This week the beach was deserted and all the little chiringuitos (beach-front coffee places) had already closed their doors for the winter season. So we caught just a fleeting glimpse of the sea, and ended up just drinking coffee together somewhere in the town. But it was nice to "get out" and spend some time with new friends.
Christmas lights are up in Alhaurín now - which makes the streets look very pretty, but it seems to be putting some strain on the electricity supply, and some people are having regular blackouts. Last night we had to hold part of our youth Bible study by candlelight. The teenagers didn't seem to mind; it all kind of added to the feeling of Christmas, as we discussed the gospel accounts of the birth of Jesus.
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