Turkey-less: Thanksgiving Abroad
This morning I woke up homesick. I don’t even especially like thanksgiving but all I could think about was being farther than I’ve ever been from my mom and sister in a hostel with shotty internet no less so I can hardly even skype them. But I also thought it would be a good opportunity to take stock of everything here I have to be grateful for. Being here for four months, with plenty of time to get settled and even plenty of time to “do nothing,” I occasionally almost take being abroad for granted.

