Halloween is not a holiday and is not celebrated here in Cyprus. I really have no idea why but my son is 7 years old and doggone it he has not missed a Halloween yet!
I ended up working till around 0330 Friday night (Saturday Morning) and then my son had a Football/Soccer "game" Saturday morning. On only a few hours of sleep I head out to the field. As you probably did not guess, we probably don't have fancy fields like you do at your schools.
His team "won" but nobody really cared. They had fun and they had even more fun with the older teams got into a fight during the game after them as well as the heated card game that his team got into after their match was finished.
Kicking the penalty goal:
After that was Halloween costume shopping, grocery shopping, and then finally home! As we arrived home and I had passed out on the couch for a nap and my wife JUST finished making lunch...two of my son's friends show up at the front door. Their mom decided that they needed to visit, so she left them at our house. Great kids, horrible timing.
Woke up about an hour before sun down to get in some food and hydration and to get our costume on! My son had it all planned out. He knew what he would be and where we would go exactly and in what order!
Every year on Halloween I remember WHY Halloween doesn't "work" in Cyprus. It is because you can't just knock on someone's door, say "Trick or Treat", get your candy (or trick them) and leave! Every door that you go to means you MUST come inside, sit, talk, eat, drink, and conversate for a minimum of 30 minutes. In fact, I think that our average Trick or Treat visit was around 40 minutes. No joke.
But we sure did scare some people!
Aunt Giota, Aunt Ellie, Uncle Marios, Nickolas...
After clearly scaring Pappoo and GiaGia half to death...they let him help himself to anything he wanted!
And just before our last stop...we drove by a Doughnut shop and got something just for us 🙂
Not long after this day I found myself sitting on the couch massaging my wife's legs when I looked all around me. It was 8:45 in the evening and she was fast asleep. To my left was my son asleep in my chair and across the room from me was my dog asleep on his couch. So I got up and did the dishes like any good Trophy Husband would do...