I personally think think that Christmas just isn't Christmas without the cold--the winter white, the glowing warmth of the fireplace, watching the brisk winds toss about the sheets of falling snow while you remain warm and dry inside a loving home. I wait 365 days each year for that feeling, and finally it comes, priceless. When you can press your nose against the freezing glass, and follow the impossible twirling paths of snowflakes that float by just beyond your reach, before pulling back to the fireplace, rubbing your numb nose as a token of this year's Christmas memories. Which brings me to the question:

What could Christmas possibly be like in Mexico? Or South America? Or Australia? Or Africa? What would Christmas be like if you took out the snow, and the cold, and the white, and the wind, and the fireplace? If you took a photograph of Christmas, and took a pair of scissors and cut that all out, what would be left? My answer: Dust. But for someone who has celebrated this Holiday for years in any naturally hot climate anywhere in the world, the answer may be different. Let's here it!