Ok, so now being on the wrong side of the pond for the celebration of The United States of Americas Independence is kinda strange. We didn't go to Kenan Stadium for an amazing fireworks show, we had no afternoon cookout with friends and family, we didn't take our American Flag and wave it triumphantly in the air as I did in my youth. Instead it was just another day in the Old Country, woke up kinda late with no plans, had an amazing quite time in an old Cemetery, then chilled for the rest of the afternoon. As the night came we contacted a man we know from the local Church who was from Virginia and he was planning a small cookout to celebrate. So we got ready for the three mile walk across town to the Common Grounds of Port Meadow. Along the way we picked up my father and got smoothies and milkshakes, pre-gaming for the cookout. Then after another thirty minute walk we were lost and asked some residents how to get to the park, and we eventually arrive with lots of food in hand.
We had a great time talking with about 20-25 people from the Church that my parents have been attending. All the time they were cooking a massive amount of meat which had been brought. I would sample about every thirty minutes to test what was coming off the grill. There were about 10 Americans at the cookout so we were able to talk about patriotic things and how its so strange to be out of the country. The rest of the people there were Brits and they had little idea the purpose of the cookout, they had just come for the community.
So that was my weirdest Four of July to this date, we all had a great time enjoying fellowship with fellow country men and women.
All is Great in the Lord
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We had a great time talking with about 20-25 people from the Church that my parents have been attending. All the time they were cooking a massive amount of meat which had been brought. I would sample about every thirty minutes to test what was coming off the grill. There were about 10 Americans at the cookout so we were able to talk about patriotic things and how its so strange to be out of the country. The rest of the people there were Brits and they had little idea the purpose of the cookout, they had just come for the community.
So that was my weirdest Four of July to this date, we all had a great time enjoying fellowship with fellow country men and women.
All is Great in the Lord
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