almost forgot it was Thanksgiving, but the little cabins where I'm staying while I'm working out in the field here in Costa Rica is owned by some Costa Ricans who lived for years in New Jersey. I was about to go to some restaurant up the road for my daily dose of rice and beans when they knock on my door and present me with a Thanksgiving dinner! Complete with stuffing, cranberry sauce, candied yams, peas in cream suace and homemade cranberry cheese cake. What fine folks.
Credit: little Z
thought about Thanksgivings past and one of the most memorable was one in the Hidden Valley campground at JT with a bunch of friends from Phoenix and San Diego. Everyone brought a dish and we had it all planned out but then the weather fell apart and the wind was so strong and it was so cold we all had to huddle in our cars and eat it mostly cold, but it was still fun.
Everyone brought a dish and we had it all planned out but then the weather fell apart and the wind was so strong and it was so cold we all had to huddle in our cars and eat it mostly cold, but it was still fun.
Yep, sounds like J-tree for Thanksgiving!!! I missed it this year.
For those who come the US late in life, Thanksgiving is a strange... what? Holiday? Tradition? Sociological experience?
Whatever the descriptor, it is a very good thing.
For us, it was an afternoon/evening shared by six people who met through Supertopo and have since become good friends. None of us was in a position to be with family, but we were all thankful for the opportunity to spend the day together.