Way back in the 90s, I went across the border into the States (Ohio) with some friends. We stayed overnight in a motel where there was a Hell's Angels gang that spent all night drinking and shouting and tore up the motel lawn with their bikes. Only time I've ever been out of the country. And I've never been out of the province.
For forty-seven years I've put up with it now. I must stop Christmas from coming ... but how?