Being away from home during the holidays is hard, but it's even harder when you're in a country that doesn't celebrate them. Luckily, with the help of flatmates, Kenyon friends and professors, we were able to bring some of the cheer to England.
Being a minority in a house full of English natives means that any time something distinctly American comes up, curiosity is peaked. We decided to throw a little early Thanksgiving soiree to give our flatmates a taste of how we do things for a change. Me and some other friends from the program took over the kitchen and made roast chicken (turkey's hard, guys) and stuffing and cornbread and vegetables and dessert and we all went around and said what we were thankful for and it was just a lot of smiles and wine.
Unfortunately, I don't have any pictures of the night, but I think this tweet from the day of sums it up nicely. Every Thanksgiving, the program has taken the students to the same pub where we mingle with professors and staff from the University. They served us a GIANT buffet of turkey and stuffing and gravy and bread rolls and finished off with pumpkin pie--although at that point I was too stuffed to fit anything else into my belly.