[Warning: if you don’t like seeing even a little bit of blood nor like the thought of animals being killed for food, just don’t bother reading this post — if you don’t mind these things, then – poftim!]
Celebrating holidays overseas and away from family and far-away friends means new traditions, new friends, new adventures, and new perspectives. This being my first Thanksgiving as a Peace Corps volunteer brought with it all of the above and a day full of gratitude.
We may not have eaten turkey today for Thanksgiving, but I did get to meet a couple of turkeys…
So today was literally a turkey day — just not what I had been used to before.
My site mate arranged to go and pick up some turkeys so we could celebrate Thanksgiving on Saturday along with some other volunteers and some of our local friends. One of our local friends drove us and another friend’s father to a village an hour away near Ungheni where we got to meet all these turkeys and a some wonderful hospitable people.
After the turkeys had been chosen especially for Thanksgiving; we made a visit to the sister of our friends’ dad. Complete with a visit to the wine cellar.
We enjoyed some tea and wonderful treats (homemade cow cheese, bread, and raspberry preserves) while we waited for our turkeys who were a few doors down.
After tea, we made our way back to see if the turkeys were ready to go. Upon our arrival we saw them getting a special bath complete with a special massage treatment.
In Moldova no gathering would be complete without a BBQ, raceturi, and homemade juice and wine of course!
Once we were ready to go – the turkeys went in the back of the car and off we went, back to Balti.
And that my friends, was our special turkey day. Complete with many thanks — but that, of course, I will share later.
Gobble, Gobble. Happy Thanksgiving!