A British Thanksgiving

A whole month has past since I moved to the UK. Can you believe it? I can't. It's been a whirlwind, and I have to say I'm enjoying it.

This week was Thanksgiving, and it turns out it's not a "thing" in Britain. Who knew?!? Just messing, obviously it's not a holiday here.

Even though Brits don't do anything special for Thanksgiving, I was invited to one of my co-worker's friends place for dinner that night. It just so happens he is from New York, and knows what Thanksgiving is all about. So, we ended up having a UK Thanksgiving dinner.

It was amazing! There was so much food I could barely walk after dinner. Turkey, mashed potatoes, yams, pumpkin break (unreal good), green beans, cranberry sauce, etc. All of it was so good.

Not to mention I met a bunch of new people; even if they were speaking Spanish for a good amount of time, it was still a very good time. It was great have people from various different cultures at the table, and conversation never lacked. I'm actually going gambling with one of the guys I met. By gamble, I mean play Texas Hold'em where I try not to lose all the money I bring.

I almost fell asleep on the way back home. Too much turkey haha. A sign of a night gone right.

Thanksgiving Dinner

Over the weekend, my roommate and I checked out a few markets and went around exploring. Always a good time.

On Sunday, I hung out with a Canadian I met at the hostel upon my arrival in the UK. We went all around the Brick Lane area, and even stopped at Old Spitalfields.

It unexpectedly turned into a graffiti tour. We found loads of it everywhere we went. Some of the pieces were amazing. Next time, I am going to look for Banksy pieces; you know, because he's one of the best.

Until next time...

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