Thanksgiving Day reservations irrelevant, the Irish Pub, slash restaurant was standing room only. Dad and I waded through the sea of expatriates and tourists as they waited to sit down for some resemblance of an American holiday. I watched a tab being paid at the bar as we slowly made our way through the thickening sludge of people inside the venue. Without hesitation, Dad and I slid into their empty seats at the bar before the young couple…
