I think I may have celebrated Thanksgiving (the Canadian version) once or twice before. It is not something my family ever considered to be important.
Canadians in general don't celebrate it though. It is just another one of those days where people eat Turkey dinners. Most years I have usually use the Thanksgiving weekend to go out on a camping trip. I didn't do it this year though (I just went to the bars a lot). I remember my last camping trip: we had hiked up about 50 kilometers to the North East and to the beach at the beginning of the weekend. Just me and my girlfriend. The first night we broke into an abandonned cottage in the woods and spend the night there. We didn't get much sleep mainly because there were signs that someone else had been living in the place too. It wasn't one that had been in use for a while; it was cheeply built, and half the windows had been put out of it.
The next night we slept under the stars, in a farmers field, it was warm and not windy. The third night we ate tostitos, some oranges, Five alive, and others stuff we had picked up at a farmers market in one of the rural villages we had passed through. We ate this in substitute for a thanksgiving dinner, and we were quite thankful for it. On our way up to a tourist village where we FINALLY found a motel at the right time to spend the night. I slept like 11-12 hours. Quite a nice adventure (far from the first, and not the last one I ever had of this nature). During the winter is a fun time to go, freezing your ass off, building a temperoary shleter in the snow; It's cool when you wake up and the inside walls are just all ice. The summer is fun as well, there are many more Inns opened up; if I were to make a law for this province, it would be that every town and village should have at least one Inn open all year around.
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