Halloween fell on a weekend this year, and so I was in town for the various goings on. Up early on Saturday for a hair salon appointment, I caught the morning's Boston Common Costume Dash ginning up at Copley Square.
After shedding my own salon-imbued fright wig of dyes and foils, D and I headed out in the early afternoon walking towards Faneuil Hall, where he heard some Halloween events were taking place. As we enjoyed lunch in a glassed in patio, we watched as various ghouls and goblins, witches and popes and hot nuns and super heroes and assortments of we weren't sure whats began converging on the area for a Halloween pub crawl. An early start for these kids, who would no doubt be partying late into the night. Ah, to have that much energy. (D went out to get the Sunday paper in the morning and saw one cow-costumed young man who must have gotten lucky, unless he just passed out somewhere overnight. The walk of shame in a cow costume .)
And then it was nap time once we made it back home - never mind partying through the afternoon and night, we needed a nap after just having lunch. Later we headed back out to the store with visions of pumpkin pie dancing in our heads, but detoured off first to a block party on the next street over, which shuts down traffic for three blocks for safe trick-or-treating for little kids and parents alike. The neighborhood residents go all out with spooky spiders and skeletons, and candy for kids and wine or beer for the parents. One house went all out with live actors playing scary dead people, complete with a projected body-less ghostly head singing spooky songs. Fantastic!
Then we got an extra hour of sleep that night due to the change back to standard time. A bit of walking around on Sunday before D brought me back home - now going home fairly early as darkness falls so soon. And back to work today. At least I didn't have to get up in the dark any more.