You know you’ve lived in West Africa awhile when driving to see the Christmas lights in downtown Budapest you particularly appreciate those of McDonald’s, Starbucks, Burger King and T.G.I. Friday’s.

You know you’re a parent when you come downstairs on Christmas morning and are excited to see the magical lights of the coffeepot are on.

You know you’re around grandparents when your toddler is given a beater covered in whipped cream to lick during the Christmas baking festivities.

You know you’re truly Dakaroise at heart when you’re ridiculously excited about sandals, sleeveless tops and sundresses at Christmas.

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He’s a fan of the snow. (Or at least a fan of getting carried around by grandparents or pushed on his tricycle while there’s no snow on the ground.)