The land of no Thanksgiving

No decorations. No day off. No Turkey smells (although I am vegetarian, I used to eat these things and remember that the smell did make me hungry). Yet, still thankful for all the things and people in my life. Tonight, in lieu, I am going to a meet and greet at my language school to - hopefully - improve my German. Or at least interact with other human beings who speak a language I can understand. This morning, for some reason, all Frenchies wound up in the same area. This might happen again. Oh well. Happy gobble-gobble, or as I call it, Yam day.