I’m embarrassed to say that before coming to Korea I’d never met a Canadian or had really talked to a South African but I now count Canadians and South Africans as some of my closest friends.
We all share the common feeling of missing home so when one of our friends is missing a celebration in their home country we make a point of celebrating it here in Korea together. One of my favourites is Canadian Thanksgiving. What is there not to love? An excuse to eat turkey, gravy and drink wine? I’m in!
We ate good food and spent hours reminiscing about our own countries (mainly talking about the food we miss, which is a recurring theme for most expats…Cheese oh how I miss you!)
It was a great evening that turned into a brilliant night. We drank the bar dry of red wine and started to get nostalgic for the end of our time here in Korea that seems to be approaching faster than Usain Bolt being chased by a tiger on acid.