I wish I could prove with a photo that we had pumpkin coloured Moon today evening. Maybe next time.For this I need to get in closer aquintance with my lovely genious EOS 550D and get a good teleobjective for her. Let's say one year will be enough for both.
This day of the year wherever there is one cell of Anglo-American culture represented kids dress up into mascarade (yes, how to put it in my culture? we dress up at mascarade time) costumes and go from house to house asking for treats, namely candies. Since the kids attend an American school this tradition becomes their own. Especially Misi plans what to wear on Halloween weeks ahead and they are both very excited about the Halloween to come. But where to trick or treat here? Outside our gates we do not know our neighborhood at all. We live in a small compound comprised of 20 houses and nowadays the tenants are coming and going very rapidly. Thankfully there are five steady families with boys similar age to Misi our rover type, so if he feels a bit bored at home he goes and finds a partner and another house to play in. We have a fiendly Danish family as neighbors and I proposed the mom to have a trick or treat within the premises. She told though that in the only district-sized yet attainable estate complex, called The Wave they ususally have trick or treating and so far the tenants did not mind having outsider candy hunters. This place is one of the very-very rear expanded dwelling quarters of Muscat where you have that familiar suburbs feeling. You can walk on the sidewalk, have playgrounds and public areas, like parks and beaches. For various reasons we ended up at 4:30 in a car with two moms, a Muscateer, a pirate, Darth Weder, an Indian ( errr... Native American) and a dragon heading to the scene. There we joined up with a couple of Hungarian and plenty of other families and first in a big bunch then in smaller groups we went through the majority of the houses. The kids got more and more into going after the pray, so they had big fun . At the end they sponateously sat down on a bench and picked their favorites for tasting (right before dinner, but what to do, its Halloween).
Misi asked it once how people know they should wait the trick or treaters exactly on that day. Yes, again tradition.
So we are into Halloween, but to tell honest I was not willing to pay 20 USD for a Halloween pumpkin to carve and have it last for one or two days, and did not even buy or make any decoration of such kind. Beacuse I do not feel it mine. Around that time I miss those trips back to my hometown and the Moms' and Dads' hometown and visit the adorned cemeteries, take buches of flowers, light candles, meet people you met long ago and remember. The smell of the crisantenum, the misty air, wearing coats and scarves and keep silence for a moment.
Tomorrow I will light some candles at home. And I put those nice memories in a box to happily brush the dust off them when there will come the next time I am back in Hungary around late Autumn time to pursue my/our tradition.
This day of the year wherever there is one cell of Anglo-American culture represented kids dress up into mascarade (yes, how to put it in my culture? we dress up at mascarade time) costumes and go from house to house asking for treats, namely candies. Since the kids attend an American school this tradition becomes their own. Especially Misi plans what to wear on Halloween weeks ahead and they are both very excited about the Halloween to come. But where to trick or treat here? Outside our gates we do not know our neighborhood at all. We live in a small compound comprised of 20 houses and nowadays the tenants are coming and going very rapidly. Thankfully there are five steady families with boys similar age to Misi our rover type, so if he feels a bit bored at home he goes and finds a partner and another house to play in. We have a fiendly Danish family as neighbors and I proposed the mom to have a trick or treat within the premises. She told though that in the only district-sized yet attainable estate complex, called The Wave they ususally have trick or treating and so far the tenants did not mind having outsider candy hunters. This place is one of the very-very rear expanded dwelling quarters of Muscat where you have that familiar suburbs feeling. You can walk on the sidewalk, have playgrounds and public areas, like parks and beaches. For various reasons we ended up at 4:30 in a car with two moms, a Muscateer, a pirate, Darth Weder, an Indian ( errr... Native American) and a dragon heading to the scene. There we joined up with a couple of Hungarian and plenty of other families and first in a big bunch then in smaller groups we went through the majority of the houses. The kids got more and more into going after the pray, so they had big fun . At the end they sponateously sat down on a bench and picked their favorites for tasting (right before dinner, but what to do, its Halloween).
Misi asked it once how people know they should wait the trick or treaters exactly on that day. Yes, again tradition.
So we are into Halloween, but to tell honest I was not willing to pay 20 USD for a Halloween pumpkin to carve and have it last for one or two days, and did not even buy or make any decoration of such kind. Beacuse I do not feel it mine. Around that time I miss those trips back to my hometown and the Moms' and Dads' hometown and visit the adorned cemeteries, take buches of flowers, light candles, meet people you met long ago and remember. The smell of the crisantenum, the misty air, wearing coats and scarves and keep silence for a moment.
Tomorrow I will light some candles at home. And I put those nice memories in a box to happily brush the dust off them when there will come the next time I am back in Hungary around late Autumn time to pursue my/our tradition.
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