Growing up we had our holiday routines down. Our family was consistent. Every Thanksgiving we drove to visit family and had lunch with one side of the family then over to another side of the family for dinner all in Rock Hill, SC or Fort Mill, SC. We were always stuffed but it was awesome.
No lie, but one year when I was a teen, after one of my favorite Thanksgiving meals, I sat down on the couch with a full belly, leaned back and stretched. Just as I did, the button on my pants popped off and flew into the middle of the room onto the floor. It was just like a cartoon!
Christmas was pretty similar. We had our own family Christmas in the morning, then drove to one side of the family for lunch then the other side for dinner.
Once Patricia and I married, all routines changed. We now had her family in Virginia and mine in South Carolina to balance. At first we would trade Thanksgiving and Christmas with each family. Once we moved to Orlando, it became difficult to travel to both South Carolina and Virginia every holiday season. So we began staying home for Thanksgiving and spend Christmas with our family – trading each year with each family. But over the years, we’ve had some unusual-to-me locations we’ve celebrated Thanksgiving and Christmas.
In 2003 it was our turn to be with Patricia’s family for Christmas. This year everyone decided to go to Puerto Rico instead of stay in Virginia. So we had a hot Christmas outside of San Juan. It was actually one of my favorite Christmases. Everyone went swimming after opening presents.
In 2004 when we spent 3 months in British Columbia. We had a Canadian Thanksgiving in October, but when it was time for our American Thanksgiving we went out to eat. Just the two of us, and we couldn’t find a traditional Thanksgiving meal. So we had some of the best salmon we’ve ever had!
In 2006 we got on a plane Christmas Eve and flew all night and all Christmas Day to Kenya for a missions conference. Now that was an odd way to spend Christmas Day! But I kid you not, I was asleep on the plane and all of a sudden I woke up and looked at my watch. It was midnight – Christmas morning! I still say that it was Santa buzzing past our plane that woke me up.
In 2007, Patricia and I stayed home for the first time on Christmas. It was strange to be home, but it was fun. One of our cousins came and spent Christmas with us.
This year, 2008, Patricia’s mom and step-father came down and the 4 of us spent Thanksgiving in a hotel on Treasure Island, Florida. We found a resturant that served a fantastic traditonal Thanksgiving meal.
So what sort of unusual-to-you holidays have you spent?