So Christmas was quite the adventure this year, or should I say misadventure. We got all packed up and ready to go over the hills and through the woods to grandmothers house we go. When to our we started up our first hill (also known as snoqualmie) the snow was falling and the wind was blowing and our coachman decided to turn our caravan around.
The kids were very disappointed as were we, but it seemed a bit too risky for our little van full of kids. We opted for a quiet christmas at home. We missed out on seeing the fam, but had a relaxing time at home.
So the moral of the story is , Fly in the winter. The end.
