Det var en kold vinteraften i Tivoli Gardens.

It was a cold winter evening in Tivoli Gardens.

Julelys glimtede overalt, og duften af kanel og nelliker svævede gennem luften.

Christmas lights twinkled everywhere, and the scent of cinnamon and cloves floated through the air.

Astrid, Søren og Mikkel gik ind gennem den store indgang.

Astrid, Søren, and Mikkel entered through the grand entrance.

Astrid havde et bestemt mål for aftenen: finde den bedste gløgg i hele Tivoli.

Astrid had a specific goal for the evening: to find the best mulled wine in all of Tivoli.

"Jeg ved, hvilken gløgg jeg leder efter," sagde Astrid med et smil.

"I know which mulled wine I'm looking for," said Astrid with a smile.

Hun havde læst om alle opskrifterne, der blev brugt i år.

She had read about all the recipes being used this year.

Søren rystede på hovedet, skeptisk som altid.

Søren shook his head, skeptical as always.

Han foretrak de raslende vogne på rutschebanerne, men han kunne ikke modstå sine venners glæde.

He preferred the rattling cars on the roller coasters, but he couldn't resist his friends' joy.

Mikkel grinede og sagde: "Jeg er klar til at smage alt, hvad vi kan finde."

Mikkel laughed and said, "I'm ready to taste everything we can find."

De første boder var ikke så specielle.

The first stalls were not so special.

"Denne her smager næsten som den sidste," gryntede Søren.

"This one tastes almost like the last," grunted Søren.

Astrid svarede, "Åh, vent til vi prøver bod nummer fem.

Astrid replied, "Oh, wait until we try stall number five.

Jeg har hørt, de bruger appelsinjuice!"

I've heard they use orange juice!"

De gik rundt i den eventyrlige have, mellem gyngerne og pariserhjulet.

They walked around the fairytale garden, between the swings and the Ferris wheel.

"Wow, se den dér," pegede Mikkel på en bod, hvor de serverede gløgg med små pebernødder ved siden af.

"Wow, look at that one," pointed Mikkel at a stall where they served mulled wine with small gingerbread cookies on the side.

Astrid var allerede på vej, ivrig efter at smage dagens næste gløgg.

Astrid was already on her way, eager to taste the next mulled wine of the day.

Men gløggen var stadig ikke lige, hvad hun søgte.

But the mulled wine still wasn't quite what she was looking for.

Søren bemærkede, "Måske er det ikke så stor forskel mellem dem, Astrid."

Søren noted, "Maybe there's not such a big difference between them, Astrid."

Astrid svarede, "Tålmodighed, Søren.

Astrid replied, "Patience, Søren.

Vi er næsten der."

We're almost there."

Endelig kom de til en lille, hyggelig bod gemt væk i en krog af Tivoli.

Finally, they came to a small, cozy stall tucked away in a corner of Tivoli.

Julepynten var simpel, men duften, der kom fra gløggen, var vidunderlig.

The Christmas decorations were simple, but the aroma coming from the mulled wine was wonderful.

Astrid tog en tår, og et stort smil bredte sig på hendes ansigt.

Astrid took a sip, and a big smile spread across her face.

"Dét er den!"

"This is it!"

råbte hun næsten.

she almost shouted.

Lige da snurrede en kold vind gennem haven, og boderne knagede.

Just then, a cold wind swirled through the garden, and the stalls creaked.

Mikkel sprang frem og holdt bodens hjørne på plads.

Mikkel jumped forward and held the corner of the stall in place.

"Puha, det var tæt på!"

"Phew, that was close!"

lo han.

he laughed.

Endelig smagte Søren på gløggen med det hemmelige krydderi.

Finally, Søren tried the mulled wine with the secret spice.

Han nikkede anerkendende, "Måske har du ret, Astrid.

He nodded approvingly, "Maybe you're right, Astrid.

Denne her er faktisk noget særligt."

This one is actually something special."

Da de forlod Tivoli, kiggede Astrid på sine venner.

As they left Tivoli, Astrid looked at her friends.

"Det bedste ved det her?

"The best part about this?

Ikke bare gløggen, men at dele det med jer."

Not just the mulled wine, but sharing it with you."

Mikkel nikkede ivrigt.

Mikkel nodded eagerly.

"Jeg er enig.

"I agree.

I aften var fantastisk."

Tonight was fantastic."

Søren, nu med et lille smil, sagde stille, "Måske er julens traditioner slet ikke så tossede."

Søren, now with a small smile, quietly said, "Maybe Christmas traditions aren't so silly after all."

Og med det forstod de, at det ikke kun var gløggen, men også venskabet, der gjorde denne aften til noget helt specielt.

And with that, they understood that it wasn't just the mulled wine, but also the friendship that made this evening truly special.