(Sorry about the last post -who knew she could type without thumbs?)
When we moved into our house here in Cheesecake City, we always bought “real” Xmas trees. They were such a pain the ass.
Eventually, I conned Gene into buying a fake Xmas tree. It is up in the attic and hard to get to.
It is such a pain in the ass.
Moral of the story: Maybe travelling for Xmas and not bothering with a tree is really the best plan.