You know it is going to be a great Holiday season when you walk into a bar and everyone is singing Ring of Fire and you are welcomed by a room full of strangers. At least that was the start of my amazing Thanksgiving. I had just picked my best friend up from the airport and we were on our way to her Aunt and Uncles house. Thomas was putt putting along (Thomas is my car for those who are new to my blog) and before we knew it there was a line of cars behind us. Jacklyn goes “Ummm Rebecca I think you should pull over and let the millions of cars behind you pass.”

We pulled into a small parking lot which happened to be Flatbrook Tap House. We both looked at each other and instantly knew we had to stop for a beer. When we walked in, we were greeted by a room full of people celebrating the little joys in life, music and the company of friends. We were not only cheerfully welcomed by the crowd of people but a nice man at the end of the bar even bought us a round of drinks.

We chatted with the town folks and the bar tender for awhile when we realized we didn’t even know where we were. We pulled out of phones to find out GPS coordinates and the only thing on the map where we were was, the Flatbrook Tap House.

We were glad to have stopped in the only place around but we had to be on our way. We still had about an hours drive to Narrowsburg and it was getting late.

This Thanksgiving was a little bit different then all my other Thanksgivings. It was my first holiday away from my family. This year I am thankful for new adventures, being able to spend Thanksgiving with my best friend and her family, and for snow. It was the day before Thanksgiving and we woke up to a beautiful snowfall that started to cover everything in site. Being from Oregon snow is rarity but I am sure I will become a bit more accustomed to it being out east.

The snow layered beautifully upon the town of Narrowsburg New York but there was an extra sparkle on Thanksgiving when the sun came out.

And what would Thanksgiving be with out a little football? Our frozen toes and frost bitten noses couldn’t keep us from enjoying one of America’s most loved sports.

As the sun went down, there was nothing but good drinks and memories to be shared. I am beyond thankful for my first Thanksgiving away from my family and although I miss them dearly I feel beyond blessed to have been able to share this Thanksgiving with some super special people in an adorable little town.

Cheers to best friends, new friends, a wonderful Thanksgiving with old traditions and a few new ones.