Yes siree, you read it correctly. I’m currently back on my native side of the pond (though not in my native country) for a few days, on a sneaky little holiday that I’ve been looking forward to for the past six months. Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to mention it before now.
I flew over from London last night, to surprise my best friend for her upcoming 30th birthday. Hey, after she visited me to celebrate mine in September, it was the least I can do. If there’s one thing life as an expat has taught me, it’s that when you live far away from your nearest and dearest, you have to make your memories happen, and no milestone is too small to celebrate in a big way (30 is hardly peanuts, anyway). I can’t tell you how much I’ve been looking forward to showing up at her apartment, late at night, and seeing the look on her face when she opens the door.
Since I’m scheduling this post ahead of time, I’m not able to tell you whether or not the surprise actually worked– we’re pretty in tune with each other’s moods, despite living an ocean apart, so I wouldn’t be shocked if she had sussed that something was up. Still, the surprise itself is the least of it: the important thing is that I’m here, and we’ve got four days of eating out, staying in and catching up to do.
So tell me, American friends– what to do in NYC on Thanksgiving weekend? Would you suggest I try my hand at a little Black Friday shopping, or should I stay far, far away?
I’ll be flying back to London on Sunday evening, and am giving myself Monday off to recuperate. I’ll see you all back here on Tuesday morning. In the meantime, have a great weekend, and a very Happy Thanksgiving to those celebrating!