Happy thanksgiving!!!
Excuse me whilst America just shuts down.
Seriously! I have never seen anything like it! I-walk and I-house is pretty dead, there is no one about, and everything is shut for the next few days. It is like it is America's time to hibernate.
It is odd for me especially as I don't celebrate it at home, although everyone continually asks me if I do and if I am going home for Thanksgiving. Alas, if I was MADE OF MONEY then maybe I would fly home for four days but right now, no.
It is also weird because it is celebrated like Christmas. Everyone comes together to celebrate and eat food together. It is a lovely tradition. However, it is so not like Christmas on all over levels. It is not cold. I have no underlying feeling of excitement and I am not with my family. It is bizarre. It is sunny. I went for a run in the morning and then sat round the table and had lasagne for lunch with a bunch of possibly the nicest people ever!

So what am I thankful for?
I am thankful for the amazing friends I have made here (and yes, I am talking about those who also had to fly and see their families today). Everyone is so lovely. Everyone is so kind. I can't get over how genuinely nice these people are and how they will look out for you even when they don't know you that well. My thanksgiving plans kind of fell through because I didn't double check that the Cheesecake Factory was open. yet after Lasagne with my friends, the boys apartment from Geneva said I was welcome to come to their thanksgiving and that they had, last minute, decided to cook a turkey. Catalina also said I was most welcome to come to their host family's thanksgiving but I felt guilty at having to tell Mikey that the Cheesecake Factory plans had fallen through and now I was going off with another person's host family. So I am going over to Geneva tonight. And I am sure it'll be amazing. Because the people are amazing. And even when we were eating lasagne out of Cafe V bowls (that I had managed to assemble together over the last few weeks), and we were squished around this teeny table, I felt overly happy.

I love you International House.