Catching Up: Last Thanksgiving in London

For the last ten to fifteen years, I've typically spent Thanksgiving either out of the country, or on a long haul flight home, eating airplane food for my holiday dinner. I'm too much of a history buff to buy into the mythology or 'celebrate' the American Thanksgiving holiday, and don't care about missing a day of overeating with friends and/or family, so I prefer to spend the day anywhere but here. 

This year, against all odds, I'm not travelling, but last year I was... and I had a lovely holiday to myself in London.

I started my day at the London Moco Museum, where Robbie Williams had recently had several pieces added to their permanent collection, so obviously I had to go take a look at that. As usual, I loved Rob's stuff, but I think I actually spent more time admiring and photographing their Basquiat and Keith Haring sections. Such a modern art nerd!

Once again, I spent far too much money getting cool art stuff at the gift shop. But I was forced to show some some restraint, because I had limited space in my luggage, and lots more on my (early Christmas) shopping list, which I spent the rest of the afternoon getting as I walked down Oxford Street, away from the museum. 

As usual, I was an excellent shopper and could barely close my suitcase at the end of the day. Luckily this was pre- tariff era, and I didn't have to wonder whether I'd still have a generous personal import allowance when I landed at home, or not...

After dropping all my purchases back at the hotel, I wandered back out for my Thanskgiving dinner: a takeout falafel platter from a Lebanese restaurant, which I greatly enjoyed with a French rosé. No pie for dessert, but mini Christmas puddings were already on sale for the year, which worked well enough for me.

Much better way to spend the day than watching parades or gorging on turkey, if you ask me...