Turkey Day

I forgot to relay how my Turkey Day went.  First of all, they don’t celebrate Thanksgiving all over the world.   What?!!!  I know.  I felt the same way.  So, my Thanksgiving didn’t start very festive throughout the whole day.   I am used to waking up and definitely not having to get up on a schedule.  I have never in my life had to get up and go to work.  This was a change.  I am used to waking up at about 10 or 10:30 and having a nice big breakfast with my family before the family party whether it be an omelette, kielbasa in ketchup and Worcestershire sauce or simply an apple pie, it was fantastic.  And coffee.  There was definitely coffee.  Good coffee.  Oh, fresh ground coffee, I miss you.  Anyhow, I went to work just as usual and had my lessons just as usual.  One of the lessons that I joined in on was about Thanksgiving, but the students could really care less.  At the end of the day, I celebrated a pre-scheduled party with my English club.  We met, got our 1 or 2 dollars together and purchased some snacks.  Then we wrote what we were thankful for.  It was a nice little celebration.  I wish I took pictures, but I didn’t.  After that, I had a masă with my other two site mates and other local teachers.  They purchased a turkey from the streets and procured all of the necessary refinements while adding some local flavor which for me was all part of the experience.  It was really nice actually.  Throughout the dinner my family and friends called me.  Thanks guys.  It really brought the whole day full circle. 

The weekend before turkey day was something similar – a disassembled form of what I know as Thanksgiving.  All of us volunteers got together in the capital and potlucked it.  It was really cool.  Again, I don’t know where the turkey came from, but it was there and we even had head dresses.  I was debating whether to put it on for PC purposes, but I decided that since they are feather from the bird that we ate, I put it on.  I remember one moment when someone said, “Eww, somebody didn’t fully squeeze all the blood out of my feather.”  That was tough to hear, but it made it all worth it.  After our dinner, against our better judgements, we all went to a local restaurant where a band was playing classic American rock ‘n’ roll and blues.  It was fantastic.  We had a night cap at the karaoke bar.  I had a good time that night.   I think that might be that last time for a long time until something like that will happen now that the weather is about to hit with a vengeance.  It has held off long enough.  Well, at least that’s what I hear.  Eek!  We’ll see.