A Canadian Werewolf in Russia (during Thanksgiving)

Today is Thanksgiving day back home in Canada and we got a home-like surprise this morning when large snowflakes began falling outside of our classroom window. The snow all melted by the end of the day, but the first snowfall brought about those initial feelings of Christmas that mix excitement with homely warmth--it was great.

To celebrate the holiday, our group decided to pool our funds and make some spaghetti and meatsauce, with peas and an asian salad rounding out the menu. I looked after making the spaghetti and though it turned out quite well, the pot I cooked in may never be the same. My wrist is slightly sore from chiselling away at the bottom of the pot with a large knife. If someone were to have walked in at that moment it would likely have looked like a scene from Scream 2. After dinner we all went around and talked about what we were thankful for. While there was the usual mentioning of family and friends, it seems like being completely out of the country makes them seem much further away than they are. I would almost compare it to being seperated by history, you know they were there but now it seems like the world has moved on to a different epoch, though in our case it is only a cultural difference. What I am trying to get across in this comparison is the especial thankfulness that each of us seemed to feel for parents, siblings, and friends who seem to be so far removed from us.

This feeling may have also resulted due to the letter I received in the mail today from my sister (shout out). She's done a lot more travelling than I, and it seems that she understands some of the things that occur whilst living abroad. It was really great spending some time with friends today and realizing how good it is to be together.


(Photo Courtesy "Viking God of Justice" J. Wollf)

I'm also going to do a quick post about the Freshman celebration that occured on Friday, but you'll have seen that above.