Actually, this is my third Thanksgiving in China – but the first year I ignored it and the second year RP and I went and ate Hui food at a local restaurant (there was a duck involved, so it was sort of Thanksgiving-like).
This year we had a huge American feast, courtesy of my friend Matt.
…and this photo doesn’t even show the two kinds of pie he brought out for dessert, including a blueberry cheesecake the likes of which I have not tasted in – how long have I been here? – ah yes, a year and a half.
(I could really take a cue from Matt. There are some people, like me, who complain about the things they miss about home. Then there are those people who suck it up, spend the money, and just buy the things they miss at the one store around here that sells such things at a large markup.)
I find, as I get older, that I’m thankful for the clichéd things everyone always mentions – but I really mean it! (just like everyone else!) – particularly: my parents and sisters who love me even though I live on the other side of the planet, and all the new family members I gained this year by getting married. Every year, as a person who used to have a truckload of health problems, I’m thankful for my health. But I’m also thankful for this unique time in my life in which RP and I often get to travel on a whim to new countries and cultures and, because we have simple lives and Kunming is a cheap place to live, we never worry about money.
(…which reminds me that I still haven’t put my photos up from Vietnam…soon!)
RP has already passed out from the quantity of food that we consumed tonight, and I’m about to follow suit. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! As someone who lives in the future and has already learned this lesson today, trust me: take it easy on the pie.