Thanksgiving and Strasbourg

That's not even all of us!

Thanksgiving was the best. The best. At home, Thanksgiving is fun, and we do the usual eating, but because it's just my immediate family in Washington, it's not a big shin-dig. However, this Thanksgiving, in a country that doesn't even celebrate it (why would they?) will stick out in my mind for the rest of time. First of all, there were more than twenty of us, everyone brought a dish (thanks again, Aunt Cathy, for the stuffing recipe!), everything was delicious, and we were all so unified. Also, in all of the pictures my face is red because my skin is so light that one drop of alcohol (wine, of course) turns my head into an apple.

Strasbourg

In Colmar!

The Friday after Thanksgiving, we all got on a bus at 10 am and headed to Strasbourg, which is right on the border between France and Germany. The city itself has gone through about four changes of nationality. The ride there was about six or more hours, and before we got there we stopped at the museum of Compté cheese. My favorite French cheese so far. We had a tasting and everything. Very informational. The type of grass and flowers the cows eat determines the cheese's taste! In Strasbourg, during late November and all through December there are the Marchés de Noël, which are Christmas Markets, and the town is decorated perfectly. Picture time!

Allison and I