7/4/2011 – Independence Day on an island outside of Seattle with friends Emily and Tiffany. Recently returned from my 10 month stint in China, I am amazed to discover that the natural world indeed has color. I am also amazed to discover that large and dangerous looking fireworks are apparently legal in Washington State.
7/4/2010 – Independence Day on a lake in Macon GA. After graduating from college, but before leaving Georgia forever on a one-way train to Wyoming, and also before skipping out on the country all together, I have one last American hurrah with friends from college.
7/4/2009 – Independence Day in a national park in Alaska. I get to be in a Fourth of July parade! Victorian style. Later there is a salmon grill.
7/4/2008 – 1989 – Independence Day spent wherever my parents spent it. Sometimes in Washington D.C. but mostly wherever we lived. I don’t really remember them individually.
This is my first Fourth of July spent out of the country! I was surprised.
This may have been the least celebratory Fourth I have ever encountered. Most of the other volunteers (read: American friends that I have) are off on vacation in other cities, so I’m all by my lonesome here in Cartagena. I did manage to leave the house though. Quite a feat considering I’ve pretty much locked myself in my room to read and sew during my vacation from school so far. I managed to see two other Americans that I know on the streets of the old city, and wished them a happy, if hasty, Fourth. They were in the city on business type missions.
I too had a mission: to mail two letters. Not too hard. It was a partial success, in that I managed to locate and buy envelopes, but actually a super failure as I did not, in fact, mail the letters. I did, however, go to the post office, which was locked, even though it was during business hours and the front set of doors were open and the lights were on. I actually went twice and it was locked both times.
Then I went to Zumba and then went out for pizza with some friends and made them wish me a happy Fourth of July by asking leading questions.
Oh oh! Chistes! Jokes:
Yesterday I was sitting at the table listening to the radio with my host mom as we do and we heard on the radio that it was America’s Independence Day.
– Oh! It’s your Independence Day!
– Yes it is! That’s why I’m wearing red shoes, white shirt, and blue pants. (earlier my host mom asked me where I was going. She does this any time I’m wearing clothes, or shoes. This is actually fairly often.)
– Thanks! I didn’t really do anything, but thanks.
I’m eating pizza with the friends and asking the leading questions:
-Today is a holiday, you know.
– What, a holiday? No the holiday was Monday.
-Nope, today is a holiday. I’m wearing red, white and blue.
– It’s the fourth….. of July….
– Aha! Independence day for you guys. Congratulations!
– Thanks. I have, in fact, declared my Independence. I am an Independent woman now!
I feel like we don’t tell people congratulations for Fourth of July in the States. What is the proper response to “Happy Fourth of July!” for us? I can’t seem to remember what’s normal anymore. Only that “congratulations” doesn’t strike me as correct.
Anyways, it was a good day. But it was a good day in the way that Wednesdays are often a good day. I spent it with friends at Zumba, and then we went to eat.
Happy Fourth of July everybody! I’m hoping for more of a to-do and possibly fireworks and other trappings for Colombian Independence Day, July 20th. I’ll let you guys know.