Thanksgiving was not the first American holiday I have spent in Finland, but for some reason this one bothered me more than Halloween. Don't get me wrong, I missed dressing up in a costume and eating lots of candy, but I missed Thanksgiving more. In Burkina, the holidays didn't really bother me, but I think that's because it was different enough to recalibrate my feelings about what 'should' be happening at different times of the year. Here, everything looks and feels pretty similar to what I'm used to in America (excepting the cold and dark of course), and there are Christmas decorations everywhere, but I missed that milestone of the start of 'The Holidays' which Thanksgiving gives us in the US.
But! On the weekend of my first major bout of homesickness in Finland, I got a package from my brother. It contained two discs full of interesting and new (at least to me) music. Among the ear candy: James, Art Brut, Margot and the Nuclear So and So's, and a bunch of Bowie. So thank you, Troy! In your honor, I just watched the terrible 2004 film that shares your name.
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Sorry you were sad - we were sad you weren't with your family, too! Love, your mom
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