My First Thanksgiving!

Well today was very exciting because I went to the Rogers' household for Thanksgiving...in Delaware. They are the family of my Creative Writing buddy, Julie. The turkey goodness and pumpkin cheesecake scoffing took place at Julie's grandparents' house and they were so welcoming. Barbara was telling me about a friend of hers named Harold [Something] who made it big as a stage director in London and the day was full of funny family stories and Rogers/Furdella banter. Julie's precious little cousin Krista was also there to provide entertainment as she jumped around the room and played hide and seek with Julie's brother CJ. I had such a great day and I even left the house with some leftovers...yum, yum. I still don't really understand the point of Thanksgiving though. Maybe that's why some Americans call it Turkey Day as it's just an excuse to eat turkey and pie, really.

The Edge is very quiet now as I sit here on my bed watching Sex and the City and eating gummy sweets that I bought by scraping together the last few cents in my purse.

This week has been really fun overall. Matt and Gadher came to stay in Philly for a couple of days during their city travels: New York --> Philly --> D.C. It was lovely to have the Leicester boyz here and to do touristy things and eat cheesesteaks. I think they loved Philly; they seemed to be pretty happy here. I also introduced them to the wonder that is Tito and we got very drunk at his Thanksgiving party.

A few snaps from the week:



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Leicester Massive at Tito's





Sleepy Gadher...Being a tourist all day is tiring work!

 








Table Decor

Barbara and Julie





I don’t know why…

…but I get one too many stares from people on campus. Is it because I have loo roll stuck to my shoe or ketchup from a hot dog around my mouth?…Or do I just scream ‘English’?

Some Turkish man came up to me today and started talking to me about photography (considering I was reading Emmet Gowin’s “Photographs”) and then proceeded to ask me how he could subtly tell his best friend that his girlfriend is a crazy woman and that he shouldn’t marry her!

So, yes, I’ve had an interesting day so far and now I need to decide what food to bring that’s even remotely British to Alessandro’s multi-ethnic feast this evening. Without an oven this may prove difficult. Any suggestions are welcome.

Halloween weekend was good by the way. Everyone got into the spirit rather nicely (which is how it's done in America apparently). I dressed as Beetlejuice the whole weekend, which was actually a fluke costume; all it took was borrowing Morgan's striped blazer and realising that it was totally Beetlejuice-esque rather than Gaga (Gaga was my original choice). I ended up at a Jewish Fraternity party on the Friday with friends dressed as pandas, leopards and angels and then a house party on Saturday with Flo, Morgan and Oxiclean dude (actually, this was my friend Zach, not Billy Mays). There I saw some guy dressed as Princess Diana with a wheel over his head - a tad distasteful to say the least and I don't think he expected to see anyone English at that party to be quite honest! 
I need to update you all soon on recent happenings, including a cheeky trip to Niagra Falls a few weeks ago, a day trip to D.C and also funny little incidents involving hookah, First Friday, Flight of the Conchord's 'Business Time' being sung at an open mic night at Saxby's and acquiring a carta d'identita from my friend. (Hello, my name is now Alessandro!)

I have also acquired some new friends which I shall splurge about soon.

The White House in Washington D.C

(Vincent, Me, Josh, Becca, Federico = Internationals) 

A statue based on Arcimboldo's work in the National Gallery of Art in D.C

                                                                                                                              Two atoms in a molecule, inseparably combined.

 

Thank you mother!





Until then... :)