Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving in Kinsale - or as they call it here, Thursday, started with a walk to the

parish church for 8:30 Mass.  The church was built in the 1830s and I think the founding pastor presided at the Mass.  We struggled in the beginning when we repeated the Confiteor (through my fault, through my fault.....) but we dug in and the rest of the Mass went well.  After Mass we lit two candles and said a Memorare in memory of our parents.  

Mass was followed by a "mini" Irish breakfast in town consisting of egg, toast, sausage, ham and hash browns.  There was a defibrillator across the street mounted on a wall.  I wonder why.  We worked off some of the breakfast by strolling the streets of Kinsale.  Have I mentioned driving?  Pictured here is a two way street that we have driven many, many times.  (Click on the photo to enlarge it).   

Even though we felt like the only four people in Ireland celebrating Thanksgiving, we gave it our best.  Using "Slingbox" we were able to tap into our TV at home and were able to watch most of the Macy's parade.  We also bought and ate a rotessiere chicken, some kind of do-it-your self stuffing, mashed potatos, bread, corn and a Guiness!  But most importantly we enjoyed each others' company.  While we all miss our friends and family it's been a Thanksgiving we'll never forget.