Sadly, we did not celebrate American Thanksgiving at school. I was really hoping that day a turkey and mashed potatoes would miraculously show up and we’d be able to feast. Sadly, this didn’t happen. To be honest, I kept forgetting it was Thanksgiving. When I did remember though, I was a little sad. It was one of the first times since I’ve been here that I wish I was home. Or I wish I could teleport home for 3 days and then come back.
To ease our depression, all of my friends from school decided we’d have our own Thanksgiving on Saturday. We’d all cook something Thanksgivingish and bring it over to our friends’ (mom did I put the apostrophie in the right place haha!) Cassie and Adam’s place. With my limited space and accessibility to foods, I ended up making pasta (and way too much pasta at that). But we had pot pie, mashed potatoes, stuffing, gravy, pies, wine… the works!
It was so fun and nice to celebrate in the best way we could. Although I think I want to be home next year for a real Thanksgiving with my family!