A Central American Thanksgiving

A Central American Thanksgiving

Living abroad offers so many incredible experiences.  I feel grateful everyday for the ability to live in and travel to foreign countries. But, like everything else in the world, it comes with pros and cons. One con to living abroad is that family is so far away on the holidays.  This was my second year in a row missing Thanksgiving with my family.  Not gonna lie, I felt a little sad about it.

We did everything in our power to make our Central American Thanksgiving the best we could, and it turned out magical.  I loved everything about our holiday (minus the missing family – teary eyes!).

We started out at a gathering of expats for a traditional Thanksgiving meal with a massive (and massively delicious!) turkey and mashed potatoes (and other goodness).  Then we visited another group of friends for a serious round of charades.

*Sorry for the blurry photos.  I was having too much fun to think about taking some serious pics.  You get the gist: big bird, lots of people.*

The next morning was Black Friday.  AKA: That Time Taylor Lost the Keys Before We Left for Nicaragua.

The Boyfriend and I were to leave for the Island of Ometepe in Nicaragua at 7am. Of course, this came with a few “hurdles.”  We woke up bright and early and went to meet our shuttle, only to realize our keys were nowhere to be found! Apparently, I was a bit distracted from all the fun we had on Thanksgiving that I left our keys in the door when we came home that night.  (I may or may not have priors for doing this very thing).

So, we missed our *nonrefundable* shuttle.  I was, of course, in hysterics.  Which really helped the whole situation, you know.  An emotional woman is the key to logical thinking.

We had visions of the keys being stolen and having to replace our dead bolt before we left.  And let me tell you.  This would not have been an easy task here in Costa Rica.  It’s not like we have a Home Depot a few blocks away.  Right before all hope was lost, our security guard brought up the keys the night guard left in the office for our safety.

One of our dear friends found a private shuttle to bring us up to the border, and we were saved!

I knew our time at the Island of Ometepe would be fantastic, but it really surpassed my expectations.  It was a dream.  I will do a full travel guide post next week, but for now I’ll share some of my favorite pics!

A Central American Thanksgiving

A Central American Thanksgiving

A Central American Thanksgiving

A Central American Thanksgiving

11 thoughts on “A Central American Thanksgiving

    • December 4, 2015 at 11:20 am
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      Thanks Greta :)

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  • December 4, 2015 at 2:40 am
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    Looks dreamy! Glad you had fun still, I can only imagine how you must have felt about the missing key, I hate scenarios like that

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    • December 4, 2015 at 11:26 am
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      Oh I felt terrible. So glad it all turned out well :)

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    • December 9, 2015 at 12:07 pm
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      Yes – I love that idea :)

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  • December 9, 2015 at 8:13 pm
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    I love so much that you used the term “priors.” hahaha. So glad you guys were able to make it!

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    • December 16, 2015 at 7:02 am
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      I think I adopted that one from my mom, actually hehe 😉

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  • December 10, 2015 at 11:58 am
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    I love that in the end – you had fun AND your keys were located!!! I cannot imagine the stress of having to get a whole deadbolt replaced….
    Honestly, we BOTH will have character qualities that need some spiffing up…. I procrastinate and lose things!!! This could have been me. We try to give the other the benefit of the doubt that they meant well, no matter what happened. And then, just roll with the punches and smile and enjoy what you get… Just like you guys did! A+ in storytelling and happy endings. :)
    FWIW, I have an epic tale that was of J and me flying back to NC from Chicago…. Took a cab to the wrong airport (apparently budget tickets booked us flying into one and out of another… So $90 to then rush to the right airport…. Hustle through security… Only for J to be found with a huge hunting knife in his backpack carryon!!! (It made it out of NC no problem!). Didn’t even realize it was in there (all-purpose backpack)…. Incident reports, etc, (being military, security was very nice though)…. They escort us to hurry to our gate… Only to have us miss the flight…. We laughed and got lunch and just chalked it up to an unforgettable time. :)

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    • December 16, 2015 at 7:03 am
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      That is an AMAZING story! I did the literal “Lol” with that one. So glad you two could laugh about it. That’s what makes relationships great :)

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