celebrating independence day abroad...
The Fourth of July for me, typically consists of the beach, a cookout or two, and nearly always ends with sand between my toes ooohing and awwwing at competing firework displays over the Gulf of Mexico up and down the Clearwater-St. Petersburg shorelines. It's never stirred particularly patriotic feelings, just a sense of home and summer. 'merica! As far as I can remember- this is my first 4th of July spent abroad. I'm wondering if I wouldn't have been in Spain over 4th of July during my high school study abroad in 1998, but if I was, I don't remember it whatsoever. Somehow my best memories of celebrating the Fourth are home in Indian Shores. One of our dear friends from the consulate representing with me! It wasn't long after we arrived in Shenyang that we started hearing murmurings of the consulate Fourth of July event. As one would expect, the Independence Day celebration is the biggest event of the year, but it's mostly geared towards wowing the consulat...