What distinguishes this particular Christmas Eve is that I arose from my virginal lair at 6:15 am this morning and headed to Ed Howard Lincoln dealership on S Tamiami Trail, Sarasota. On Saturday morning I had discovered that one of my tires was going flat. I added some air but it flattened again. I wasn't certain the service department of the dealership would be operational today but nonetheless I arrived there sharply at 7:30 am. There were already several cars lined up in front of me. The service advisor who took care of me was the same chap who had looked after me two months ago when I had a very small cosmetic matter to attend to. The staff there is singularly pleasant. I sat in the lounge until about 9:00 o'clock when the service advisor collected me. He said they found a small nail in the tire and repaired it.
We then celebrated the fortuity by going for breakfast at our favourite haunt on Gulf of Mexico Drive on Longboat Key. The staff was variously dressed in Christmas outfits and ornaments. For example, one chap sported an elf's costume (complete with pointed ears); another waitress had flashing Christmas bulbs for ear-rings. The place was busy with family groups - children, parents and grandparents. "Merry Christmas!" was heard throughout the restaurant.
While it may not qualify as a particularly seasonal undertaking, I swam in the Gulf of Mexico after my constitutional bike ride. We positioned ourselves on the beach for an hour or so before retiring to the apartment for the night - to get ready for Santa Claus!