Thanksgiving in Durham

It is so weird being in a place that does not get what Thanksgiving is. I do enjoy partaking in the tale of how some dumb ass white people were entirely dependent on a native tribe, and now we are thankful that the Native Americans assisted these dummies who would eventually kill them off with war, small pox, and good 'ol Western bureaucracy.

Robin and her roommates thought it would be nice to host a traditional Thanksgiving meal. It was the three of them, me and my roommates, and a few more soccer players who are actually Brits. I made candy yams, and all the classic dishes were there.

mmmmmm. We ate and ate and ate. We also laughed and laughed and laughed. Every bit of food was amazing, and every story was worth hearing. We made fun of each other, gave thanks for one another, and told the same jokes about 20 times.

I do miss my family like crazy, but it was a great way to spend an American holiday abroad.

It also snowed the night before, so the scenery was beautiful. The sleepy little city of Durham is gorgeous. The snow hasn't stopped either. Here are some of my roommate Nicole's pictures from Thanksgiving. Enjoy!