I may well not say it, but I certainly think it every year: Halloween was a let-down. Halloween in Germany, at least outside of the big cities, is boring. I am sure there are plenty of parties and theme nights amidst the bright lights, but here, well, no.
In fact, I have hardly seen a single lit-up or carved pumpkin, although pumpkins are aplenty, and next to no one in a scary costume.
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Fine, Monday is not the best day to throw a party; much like the last day of the market in Bremen, the next day is a working or school day, so there are limitations. I had thought, though, that I’d see a few children out and about, Trick or Treating at the very least, but there was only one: a young wizard in the supermarket who was given two sweets by the cashier, and that was it.
So, there are drawbacks to living in a small town if you’re into the nightlife; I always knew that, but it has never changed my determination to live here. St Martin’s Day is far more important to German children, when they go around singing and collecting sweets as a prelude to Christmas. I can look forward to that, and pack my small, china pumpkins and other decorations away for another year. They looked good, in the windows, even if we two were the only ones to appreciate it.
- Viktoria Michaelis.