Thanksgiving Is a Day for Turkey and Family and Maybe Sledding if You're Lucky
I remember celebrating Thanksgiving when I moved to Peru to get away from my toxic American life. Most days, I wandered the streets in the pair of pants I bought from the army surplus store for $5.Those pants are sitting in a box somewhere.Naturally, Thanksgiving isn’t a Peruvian holiday, but every year somebody would say, “Hey! Thanksgiving right! Happy Thanksgiving!”Then I found that somebody else would have made a turkey, and we’d eat the turkey. “Is this right?”And I’d say, “It’s perfect!”I wanted to share that at the start of this post because I know what it’s like to be alone on a…
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