Our Turkey Trot this morning didn’t feel any different from our normal runs–except, perhaps, that I did notice and give thanks for the slight breeze that made the heat a touch more bearable. Two lady tourists sitting under a cafe umbrella gasped when they saw my sweat: “You run in this?” I told them I was used to it and then realized it was true. I don’t even get that ugly heat rash anymore.
Today might be the first Thanksgiving Day we’ve ever gone to work. No one will feel very sorry for us, since it’s just an American holiday. We’ll join with the other Yanks for some kind of dinner tonight (I’m pushing for Mexican–my dream Thanksgiving meal!). A few representatives of the mother country will probably join us, which should make for some fun needling.
Anyway, we wish we were with you all today. Have a wonderful time together!
(And if you’re seeing the news about Bangkok and wondering if that’s affecting us, it’s not. It’s a different country, different government, separated from us by Cambodia and Laos. We’d planned to go to Thailand for Tet and now we probably won’t, so we’re disappointed, but danger-free. Sadly, it looks like my dreams of India will have to wait awhile, too. It’s terrible what’s just happened there. But we’re totally safe, and giving thanks for that! So please don’t worry–we’re fine!)
We love you all. Happy Thanksgiving!!