Apparently, Santa Claus couldn't find us. He may have not had the forwarding address for our Airbnb in Flic en Flac, Mauritius. I'm sure the lack of delivery wasn't due to not having a fireplace chimney. He always used our tenth-floor balcony window when we were home in New Westminster.
We're really not disappointed. Jay and I still have each other! And there's little in way of material desires that we don't already possess.
Tropical locations are not new to us at Christmas time. I am not sure if we have ever spent much time in an ocean on December 25th though. Today, we did. We waded into the Indian Ocean.
Our day might not look like a scene from traditional seasonal songs or popular Christmas cards. However, we found the beach sand was a little white.