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My Thanksgiving this year was closer to the typical Thanksgiving white people have. Well, for the most part it was. Instead of the older family members doing the cooking, it was just me preparing food for twenty people. It wasn't so bad, since food always tastes better when more people are present. We had some oriental flair to our meal, which made it deviate from the norm.

It's these holidays that I always enjoy, besides the days off from school we have. Everyone is together, and the atmosphere is more enjoyable. Friends and family are together, and most people are usually happy around this time of year, unless they're in an abusive household. There's nothing like the holidays. However, weird things do happen.

An unforgettable memory around the holidays that I was fortunate enough to experience was my time in Hong Kong last year. There were no presents, and everything was commercialized. But somehow, I really enjoyed it. I gambled in Macau with obnoxious Asian people, had meals in places where in America Health Inspection would shut down, and traveled around and witnessed things I never imagined would happen to me in America. It was wonderful. The plethora of unforgettable events just made my family's history more interesting. However, going back to Kentucky made me realize there's no place like home. No matter where you are or how great a place is, being home for the holidays beats it.