My Dad use to say Christmas isn’t over till New Year’s so I won’t feel silly posting about Christmas now.
I was kind of in a cranky mood when I woke up Christmas morning. It was just too damn hot. Victor and I did a little last minute shopping on Christmas Eve and it was bizarre. It’s unnaturally warm in NYC. When I feel chilly, I think winter. When I think winter I think Christmas because that’s our weather. When we travel to warm places in December I never even remember the holidays are around until we get back home. I’ve been wearing Birkenstocks, tank tops and t-shirts underneath my jacket on some days.
I wasn’t even in the mood for this little jaunt outside the city but I’m sure glad we went to Koziar’s Christmas Village. When the car drove down the hill, the very first sight of Koziar’s was absolutely amazing. It was a big lit up village. Much larger than I expected. The air had little chill. As soon as my feet hit the ground I said – now this feels like Christmas (even though it was the day after). It was the most holidayish I felt this year.
It’s a bit of a trek. Koziar’s is located about an hour and twenty minutes from Philly and about an hour and a half to two hours from NYC. I learned about it by googling Christmas things to do a couple years ago. To my delight, they had a lot of toy trains! I love model trains.
It was $10 to get in. They easily could have charged more but then we are use to NYC prices.
The air had a nip to it and finally, finally Christmas was here even though it was a day late for me to feel it.
There were a lot of miniatures. The pic below I heard a guy tell another person that one street looked just like it does in the town. That was pretty neat to hear.
It was all very festive.