So here in France, Thanksgiving is just another work day. So there was no day off or long weekend for us. But, for the expat community, there are enough Americans floating around that you can normally find someone who is having a dinner.
I was invited by my friend from New Zealand (actually) to go to a dinner at her friend's house. The hostess was an American from the Sacramento area, of all places, and her mom had flown out for the week.
So there were 16 of us treated to a true Thanksgiving dinner, turkey and all the trimmings. I met some really nice people there and had a great time.
Then I proceeded to go home and make phone calls to family. Finally got to bed around midnight. That 9-hour time difference is a killer sometimes!
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