favorite winter holiday memory?

Once every few years we drive up to Vancouver for one week to spend christmas with the entire family, a 14 hour trip in a small car for with 5 other people makes anyone question why they decided to vist there distant family but the second we step inside the familiar and beautiful home we are greeted with hugs and similes from familiar faceless and we instantly forget the horrors we encountered on the car ride up. My aunts are cooking in the kitchen and the smell of turkey and stuffing fills the air. According to are families tradition the youngest has to say grace something that i have fortunately avoided most of my life, Grace is something that takes place at everyones table but as soon as it starts we all just want it to end so that we can start eating. The room is filled with stuffed faces and laughter as stories are being told and food is being eaten. This meal makes the drive worth it and reminds us how much we love are relatives. the next day we get up extra early, as i eat my breakfast with tired eyes we prepare to go to whistler for the rest of the holiday to do one big family ski vacation. Well me and my brothers and relatives explore the huge mountain, my aunts and uncles explore the village. We meet up at the end of the day tired from skiing or shopping to head to the nearest restaurant that we think can handle all 15 of us. We don't go toVancouver to spend time with the rest of the family often but when we do it is always memorable and is always my favorite way to spend the christmas holidays because nothing is better then eating to much and spending time with your family and friends.