Gingerbread house

Ho ho ho!

Julius has been in lockdown for many months now and he's starting to become unbearable, so I bought a "build your own gingerbread house" kit to keep him occupied for a while.

We set to work straight away. 

Making sure that Julius didn't eat the gingerbread was the hardest part.

Or lick the glaze...

At this point Julis started complaining that we were doing it wrong, but what does he know.

See, it turned out just like the one in the picture on the box. Sort of...

Julius told me to grab a girl and climb up the building while he took a picture. He didn't say why. Kids these days and their Instagram...

Anyway, happy random ancient hippie dude's birthday to you all!

Bethlehem

Salam alaykum!

The day after out trip to Masada was a Saturday. When we woke up we saw that the streets were empty and everything was closed. At first we thought it was a nuclear apocalypse, but of course it was just the Sabbath. We hadn't planned for that though so we didn't have anything to eat for breakfast. While Julius was getting more and more cranky I came up with a solution. Let's go to Palestine! Palestinians don't celebrate Sabbath, and they make awesome food. Perfect! We hopped on a bus and soon we were in Bethlehem.

Bethlehem is a typical Arab town in the sense that there are shops and food stalls everywhere so finding breakfast wasn't hard. We settled for some fried chicken.

After breakfast we explored the town of Bethlehem. The locals were very nice. They'd even decorated their Christmas tree with reindeer! Just to make us feel at home.

We even met Santa Claus! Though I think he might have had one mulled wine too many...

Julius also insisted on taking a selfie with some random baby he found in a manger. Silly kid...

That's enough for today I think, but come back soon I still have more to tell you about our trip to the holy land.

Christmas

Hello again!

You're probably wondering how we celebrated Christmas. Well, the thing is we don't really celebrate Christmas. It's my fault, really. What happened was, that the first Christmas after I adopted Julius I had forgotten to buy Christmas presents for him, so I told him that monkeys don't celebrate Christmas and that's why I didn't have any presents for him. And he believed me, haha! So that's why we don't celebrate Christmas. But we still have a nice Christmas dinner of course, you've got to have that.

But this year we spent Christmas in Vienna. Come back soon and I'll tell you more about that. But for now here's a preview:

Auf Wiedersehen and a belated Frohe Weihnachten!