I can’t believe I’ve spent almost 4 months in Frankfurt. It has been absolutely unforgettable and I have made some truly great friends. So it is a great cause of sadness to know that some of my friends will be leaving in February when the first semester ends.
The past week has consisted of essay writing, carolling and yet more partying. Though there weren’t many carollers it was quite an amusing affair. We bravely knocked on the door of random students’ rooms and bombarded them with a not too harmonious rendition of various Christmas songs. The general reaction was one of bewilderment followed by obligatory clapping. We enjoyed ourselves at least!
Despite the fun and frolics over the past few months, I am relieved to be at home and with my family. Although I am only in England until tomorrow morning as we are flying to Iran. It means I will have been in England for a grand total of one day and a half. I am sure you will agree it is a cruelly short time. Packing is a simple case of shifting my stuff from a smaller suitcase to a bigger one in order to fit a few more pairs of shoes. However, it is a small price to pay to see my relatives – especially my grandparents – and I will be back in England after the New Year for a week.
Today is quite a special day for Iranians because it is the longest night of the year. The winter solstice, or Shab-e Yalda, has its roots in Mithraism and Zoroastrian religions but is celebrated by many Iranians, regardless of their beliefs. We celebrate by sitting together as a family, eating pomegranates, oranges and nuts, and reading poetry into the early hours of the morning. As Christmas and New Year aren’t celebrated at this time of year it’s nice to have another significant festival to gather family and friends together. For the sake of being together we will ‘postpone’ the day until we arrive in Iran.