This blog follows the theme from last week, but with much less color! 🙂
Thanksgiving didn’t mean anything to me as a Belgian, until I started visiting the US over a decade ago. Being married to an American made me appreciate this day of thanks, and I am always happy with an extra day off, of course. Thanksgiving is Mark’s favorite holiday, since it is not commercialized and involves no gifts. Instead, the focus is on good food (lots of it) and being with friends or family.
There is a lot to be thankful for. I’ll make sure to mention our good health and that of our families and friends, something I took for granted for many years, but that is not a given. I am thankful for the freedom we have to live our life the way we want and for the choices we have made in the past. I am happy with my amazing husband and with our ability to experience, see and do more with less. We have few needs and they are all fulfilled.
While we were on Irie those eight years, it was hard to celebrate Thanksgiving, especially when there were no fellow Americans – or turkeys – around. In 2007, during our first year of cruising, we were “adopted” by a sweet retired couple sailing in the exact same boat as us. They invited us over on their Fountaine Pajot Tobago for a Thanksgiving feast along the ICW (Intracoastal Waterway). It was so nice of them! I wish I took some photos back then.
The years after that, not much effort was being done on our part. We were mostly carried away with the daily life and chores on board. During the second part of our cruising life, Mark would roast a chicken in our oven or we would buy some thick slices of turkey if we could find them.
Thanksgiving Day in 2012, Linton, Panama:
In 2013, Thanksgiving fell on my birthday. Initially, I was not impressed, preferring two separate special days. But, we moved to a prettier area of the Marquesan island Nuku Hiva, followed by a few friends. My birthday breakfast with a group of great people was a blast and we joined our friends from Iona on their family boat for an incredible Thanksgiving feast.
Thanksgiving in 2014 was celebrated on a small scale again, just the two of us on Irie, in Maupiti, French Polynesia.
Last year, we had the full experience of a real Thanksgiving, organized by Mark’s brother and sister-in-law: amazing food and the presence of the whole family. It was so nice!
This year, we were by ourselves again, on the other side of the country. It was the first time Mark ever roasted a whole turkey for us. We found a small 10-pound one and cooked up some beautiful trimmings as well. I feel stuffed from last night! And, I still have my birthday to look forward to… 🙂
I hope all of my American friends and family had a wonderful Thanksgiving!