It’s Thanksgiving Day in the United States, and I am very thankful for so many things: the day off, a good job, my cute kitty, chocolate croissants, relatively good health, great friends and family, etc. Most of all, I am thankful for Lisa, who loves me more than I ever thought possible. She truly is a wonderful person, and I feel very fortunate that she picked me.
She’s a great travel companion, and we’re off on a little adventure right now. Can you guess from these hints where we are?
We used our passports.
Overheard on the street — Yuppy man to guy handing out black-empowerment leaflets: Do I look black to you?
Leaflet Guy to Yuppy Man: No, you look like a jackass, you white-supremacist bitch.
Lisa and me, a few paces back, quietly: Tee hee! D-a-m-n.
We saw former NESN host Hazel Mae on television here while eating at a restaurant that serves poutine.
On the way back to our hotel, we passed the “Club Super Sexe”—situated incongruously between a jewelry shop and an Italian restaurant and across the street from a Marc Jacobs store and Old Navy—where we noticed a sign advertising “Buffet Gratuit.” I’m sure the free food is not the real draw. Also, Lisa and I wondered how you tip a stripper in a country that doesn’t use dollar bills.
Can you guess where we are? More hints tomorrow!