A couple of weeks ago, we got the idea that we should go chop down a baby tree for Christmas and decorate and put it in the kitchen. This would serve two purposes;
1) Christmas spirit woot!
2) A direct "fuck you" to the cleaning staff who keep locking us out of the kitchen for collecting beer cans in the cupboards.
Anyway, so because today is the first of December, it seemed appropriate to go out today. Plus, it's a Sunday and it's "the Lord's day". So we've got the religious part of Christmas covered too. Killing birds with one stone all over the place.
So, the boys + Birte and I headed off into the woods to look for our tree. Apparently the boys had scoped one out earlier in the week, so we hiked to where this perfect tree was located... Approximately an hour away.
But it wasn't bad, the walk was mostly on the cliffs that were next to sea and the sun was setting so it was a nice break from working.
It was pretty dark outside when we finally reached the tree. Nils got out his saw and I kid you not, within five seconds it was done.
"The Chosen One"
After it was cut, Max and Michi carried it and we all started the long trek back. Birte and I were a little bit spooked because the woods were freaky at night so we started to sing Disney songs. The boys had to stop about ten minutes later to pee and we didn't really think anything of it when they all huddled around the tree for a few moments before continuing to walk.
However, soon after Max, Michi and Nils "disappeared".
Simon went back to "look for them" which we later found out was just a ruse to freak us out. When Simon came back and said he couldn't find them, we were a little bit more spooked. Obviously there was a reasonable explanation, but still your mind wanders.
So we kept walking; Victor, Birte and I were in front, therefore we didn't notice when Simon and Hadrien ducked behind a tree.
Victor at this point started feigning concern for where Simon and Hadrien had gone and how everyone kept disappearing. Birte and I kind of knew that they were planning to scare us, but that just freaked us out more, so we started walking faster towards the road.
At which point, we heard this loud scream from about sixty feet behind us. I swear to God, I screamed so loud and literally pulled Birte and Victor and just started booking it for the road. I was literally shaking.
When we finally made it back to the kitchen, I was ready to kill the boys, however all of them insisted they hadn't made the scream, that it must have been something in the woods... OKAY.
Anyway, since the men had cut down the tree, it was up to the girls to decorate. (We're very sexist here).
Max had brought a tree stand, lights and ornaments from his house in Germany, so he left us to it.
Before.
After.
Awww, so cute. Also please note the Santa at the top of tree. There was some inconsistencies there because the French and I always put angels on the tops of our trees, but the Germans do stars, so we compromised with Santa.
Such a cute way to end of the weekend.
PS. My own floor's kitchen was locked all weekend because it was "too dirty". Yeah, kay whatever. But some good has come out of it because I've literally OD'ed on take-out sushi.
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