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Since I was a kid I have been writing stories. Narratives about fictional characters in made-ups worlds, within the infinite realm of my fantasies. Now I write about my real life adventures, about the results of my yearning to see as much of the world as I can possibly combine with a career and regularly seeing friends and family. These stories are primarily a recollection of my own memories, as I am keen to preserve as many details of my foreign adventures as possible, lest the images I try to recall years later inevitably become blurred. As a positive externality, the result may be a pleasant read for the interested outsider. I hope you will enjoy my blog.

Tony Grifone

Wednesday, 1 January 2014

Christmas 2013

It’s new year’s day, half three in the afternoon, and the last day of my 12-day holiday is coming to an end. I can happily conclude that this break away from working life was a definite success, with all the ingredients I needed to ‘fill the well’, as Dana would say. I feel energised to start working again tomorrow and make January a productive first month of 2014. Given the prospects, I will need this vibe!


Leaving work Friday the 21st I celebrated the beginning of the holiday break by having a Guiness with Bo and two of her colleagues at Dublin airport before boarding our delayed flight to Amsterdam. A train ride home, a few hours of sleep, and off we went by car on a 11-hour journey to the south of France where we commenced a week of pure relaxation. Hiking in the mountains, reading stacks of books, eating, drinking, the occasional run to counterbalance it all, and another 10 hours back in the car to get to the Netherlands again summarises pretty well what I have been up to over Christmas. Back home I utilised the three days I had left in the Netherlands by visiting some good old friends in Utrecht. Sunday night Stefan and Koen had set up an entertaining programme which featured a game of bowling, followed by some decent cooking at Stefan’s place and the resulting tasty dinner. It goes without mentioning that the bowl was emptied down to the last bite, as the influence these lads have on my appetite hasn’t shrunk over time. The next day featured an extensive lunch with Bob, Alex, Minke, Iris and Manon, which was –no surprise- concluded in a pub Alex had recently discovered. Before I met David and his bird for dinner I had an hour to purchase a decent pair of leather shoes (impossible to find in Dublin) which wasn’t much of a challenge in Utrecht. The Chinese restaurant David had picked was a winner, as were the beers in Oliver where we finished our evening. Happy to have seen so many of my friends in such a short time span I took the train back home, only to wake up the next morning with the prospects of the ‘oudejaarspot’ with my high school-era buddies. This tradition features a game of football on the last day of the year, and although I have had to miss out on most of the previous ones I was happily welcomed to join in. That night I witnessed 2013 make way for 2014 in the company of Koen and his family at his parents’ place, along with various family and friends of his that I have known since my first year in high school. Familiar faces and new stories meant a decent start of the new year!




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