Thanksgiving dinner!!!
Thanksgiving was hilarious and nice and weird and so funny all at the same time. First of all, we barely acknowledged that it was Thanksgiving during the day. We were too busy taking pictures of moss. Plus, duh, it's not a holiday in this country so there haven't been any signs or commercials or anything.
We decided before setting out to Monteverde that we were going to wear nice clothes and have dinner in a restaurant for our holiday meal. So after our hot showers and a nap and some relax time in our hotel room, I put on my best leggings and button-down shirt and flip flops. Sean wore his best button down shirt and jeans and flip flops. ("Nice" means "clean" when you are traveling.) We took a shuttle all the way to the top of the hotel mountain, level 800, where we had a reservation with the fancy Laggos restaurant.
Here is where the comedy begins. The restaurant was completely empty. The tables were all set, but we were the only customers. Sean asked for the most romantic spot and they sat us in our own private room. Our own private room with five other tables set with plates and glasses and chairs. And a mounted plasma TV.
Course 1: Pina Colada and Good Father cocktail. Conversation: wondering if anyone else in our tourist hotel was going to show up for Thanksgiving dinner. Internet activity: checking our fantasy football scores. (Our hotel room doesn't have wifi, so we took advantage during all of our meals.)
Course 2: Bread. Our waitress artfully poured us each a plate of balsamic vinegar, oil, and parmesan cheese, and then plopped in the middle the most tasty bread roll I have ever eaten. Conversation: deciding that we were lucky we didn't have to sit in the main restaurant with all the other American guests who were probably depressed that they weren't with their families. Instead, we can be loud and obnoxious in secret! Internet activity: checking email and facebook. Look at all those Thanksgiving updates!
Course 3: Salad. Really pretty, artfully plated salad. Conversation: deciding that we are going to be totally gluttonous on this day of thanks. Activity: taking pictures of our food, taking pictures of ourselves, getting more tipsy.
Course 4: Soup. Really, really, really delicious fancy soup. I got potato cream, that was basically like drinking butter, and Sean got mushroom, which was equally decadent. Conversation: congratulating ourselves for planning and executing such a fantastic Thanksgiving dinner. Activity: blogging and more self praise. In fact, we were so busy being proud of ourselves that I forgot to take a picture of our beautiful soups.
Course 5: Wine. Conversation: we continued to discuss our movie theatre/brewery. Sean decided that I would be in charge of keeping the books. I decided that I would also like to do event planning. We congratulated ourselves again for getting along and enjoying sitting next to each other at dinner. Laughing because every time our waitress came to check on us, she had to pull open the sliding glass door. Watching YouTube videos of animals. Activity: we made a list of all the animals we've seen on the trip.
Course 6: Main dishes, which we immediately regretted ordering because we were almost full and if we ate real food we wouldn't have room for dessert. I got porcini mushroom pasta, but it was not creamy. Sean got a steak as big as his head. Conversation: we have been doing so much walking! Our feet hurt! We are amazing! This trip was such a good idea! We really planned it well! We get to relax on the beach for the next three days! Activity: Kissing and giggling. Admiring our nice outfits. Looking at the pictures we just took of our Thanksgiving dinner. (Every time the waitress came in, we were watching the iPad, it seemed.)
Then we asked our waitress to take a picture of us from the other side of the restaurant, to convey how apart we were from the general public and how empty our private room was with just us. We made sure to each make completely different expressions. Sean is actually lifting his glass to toast the wall and the window. At that point, we were the only people still in the restaurant. So we finally left. But first, Sean went to the bathroom on the second floor and tripped on the stairs coming down. So I had to walk upstairs and see the exact location that he fell.
We went to sleep very thankful to be with each other in this beautiful country.
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