Hallowe'en Spooktacular!

Well, it could have been a lot more spooktacular if everyone else in this part of town joined us in making Hallowe’en the spooky, yet fun night it should have been for everyone and their family dog. Sadly though, this Hallowe’en thing has yet to catch on here in Red China so no little ‘uns were found roaming around the ‘hood knocking on doors in their scariest/cutest little outfits shouting “TRICK OR TREAT!” Though Hallowe’en parties were as ubiquitous as Jack-o-lanterns back in my hometown, the scene here was as visible as a ghost. Not to be defeated, Moe, Clara, and I went out into the night as Jack the Jack-o-lantern, a wicked witch, and a monster respectively, amongst a stream of plain clothed “no-funners” looking at us as if WE were the weird ones...

Howling, hooting, or otherwise doing our best impression of scary voices, we were on our way to a local night club called Propaganda to take part in their Hallowe’en dance. We got there at 2200, but we were much too early for the club wasn’t open for business yet. After having dinner, we came back to the club at around 2300 at which point the shockingly small dance floor was only sparsely occupied with people who couldn’t dance. Forthermore, the DJ kept playing bad music all night long. As the evening progressed, however, more and more people turned up and started gyrating their hips to rap and hip hop. Then it got way too hot and sweaty in the poorly ventilated room. I eventually squeezed my way out from the dance floor from everyone around me rubbing up against me, and Clara and Moe had enough of this dinky little club too.

Despite, a Happy Hallowe’en it was, and a nice close to one of the most beautiful months of the year.