So it was Halloween
last week! And it was simply amazing! As a foreigner, I get excited when these American
holydays come around because they are different and so much fun. I get to do
things I am not used to, which is always nice. And, unlike some friends of mine, I
didn’t grow up going around my neighborhood in costume to ask for “treats or
tricks.” Although, and I must be honest here, throwing toilet paper at someone’s
house looks fun. Or maybe this is just the eight-years-old-me speaking up right
now. Either way, I enjoy Halloween very much, especially when I walk downtown and see all
these people in all sort of costumes – some were scary, others were very
creative or funny, and others were straight out silly. But I like them all
anyway.
During Halloween, Santa Barbara gets
somewhat crazy and all of suddenly there are a few too many parties to attend. I
know some people, if not most, go to Isla Vista and they do have a good time
there; however, because most of my friends decided to stay downtown this year, I
followed them. Since it rained, I guess I made a good decision.
Another important topic when it comes to
Halloween is costumes. What costume should I wear? Should I wear a costume at
all? Back home, I never had to answer these questions. So, here, every year I forget
to buy one and end up having to figure out (or improvise) a character at the
last minute. And I do mean at the last minute. Last year I had to be Danny from
the movie Grease because all had I had was an old leather jacket and a comb – you
know, John Travolta’s character. But this is year I was determined to be
something more interesting, so I was Clark Kent. No, I wasn’t Superman; I was Clark
Kent. But, hey, what counts is how creative you are! (At least that is my
excuse.) My roommate, on the other hand, was Hercules, hence the picture below:
Yeah, I definitely had a good time. I can
hardly wait for next Halloween!
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