Finding home abroad
In France where I grew up, Thanksgiving exists only on screens in the American TV shows. We don’t really understand what it is, but we know it is important on the other side of the ocean.My first Thanksgiving experience occured a few years ago after moving to the US. It was a “Friendsgiving” and felt more like a party than what I had seen on TV. In fact I remember more the joint I tried that night, and the ash that burned my vocal cords, followed by a severe cough… Needless to say, I never tried again. The joint anyway.