Grandmother's house for Thanksgiving was quiet. Just my grandmother, oldest uncle, my dad and his wife, and me. Dinner was a wee turkey with dressing and the usual sides. The turkey was so small that I barely eeked out a sandwich later.

Afterward, there was college football, which I enjoyed watching, strangely. Highly unusual for me. Since my brief attempt at rugby, I think I understand American football a bit. However, the constant clock-stopping makes no sense to me. Pick the ball up and run!

Saturday was the flight home. I spent the morning in Boise, shopping and wandering downtown. It snowed! A little.

I stopped into my favorite haunt for lunch... Bar Gernika. The Bar is a little basque place in downtown Boise. They serve great food and decent beers on tap. I spent many an afternoon studying there (with a pint) during college, and it's still a great place to hang by the window. I ran into friends from high school, and enjoyed a pint of Guinness and their super croquettas.

Coming back a day early was excellent planning on my part. Today has been quiet, and a nice break before next week.

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