Last week we celebrated what might be our last Thanksgiving in England. It’s strange (and a bit depressing) being the only one at work for whom it’s a holiday. No one cares, there’s no festivity and at the end of the day, once work is done we head to a dinner at a hotel with the rest of our local Americans. There’s no four day weekend of family bonding ahead or marathons of American football on the telly. The restaurant does a good job cooking our American recipes and letting us decorate, but it’s never going to feel quite like home. Still, it’s a day for coming together with old friends and new and remembering everything we have to be thankful for, despite the tumultuous year that 2016 has been. Next year, when we’re celebrating my favorite holiday from America with family and loads of turkey and pecan pie, I’ll probably be a bit nostalgic for the Thanksgivings we spent abroad.
How did you spend Thanksgiving?