Thanksgiving in Altamira, believe it or not, brought some familiar sights. We met together with all the missionary families, and a visiting work team, for the evening meal. Since we were the new family we just brought the soda. We didn’t have turkey; chicken and steak were the meats of choice. Pumpkin pie even made an appearance. The ratio of adults to children was roughly 1:1, while it did remind us of home, it was trying nonetheless. We left feeling bloated, and a little queasy, so I guess in the end it proved to be authentic.
However, there were some differences. I bet there was no tarantula slaying or ant eating at your thanksgiving dinner. I guess the ants were like that red cranberry stuff that is always served at thanksgiving and no one knows why. Mostly the MKs were eating the ants, but Brin doesn’t pass up a chance to eat something that crawls. The ants were more the size of a very large wasp, and you actually just eat their hind end. Of course they were baked over an open fire first – we’re not savages here.
More thanksgiving pictures at: http://www.picasaweb.google.com/brinleezj
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