Nevertheless, we had a wonderful Thanksgiving and it warrants a post. Our good friend Lydia, who is the reason we are down here in the first place, made the time to jump on an 8 hour bus ride from Cali with her friend Paul to join us for a couple days. Lydia and Paul were in the Peace Corps together and stationed in South America. Lydia is currently riding a bicycle from Paraguay to Seattle (I'll eventually get to posting about this).
There was a bit of singing during the day.
Then we enjoyed dinner on the balcony.
In order to find a turkey we had to truck half way across Medellin to La America. I have to say, it's a very nice neighborhood. It's a little up the hill from Laureles and Universidad Pontificia Bolívariana - just far enough away the students don't get everything scuzzy :).
While the ladies were shopping I got into a conversation with a retired English gentleman. He'd been living in Medellin since 2005 with his Colombian wife and was just wanting to speak English with someone. It's a strange concept since Thanksgiving is such a big holiday in the US, but the rest of the world has never heard of it, which in retrospect seems obvious.
Paul woke up with a cold the next morning before his trip home. I got it the following day and still haven't fully shaken it. It is kind of sucky to be laid out, but especially when one wants to go exploring.
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