Halloween In Freiburg

Halloween is NOT popular at all in Germany. I was very disappointed as if you know me at all, I adore Halloween. So, i tried convincing my floormates that Halloween wasn't "childish, for kids, just a reason to get drunk, for people who have a weird sense of humour and Americans" but they stuck to their opinion. Stefan was the only one of my floormates who was vaguely interested in Halloween and said if he had nothing better to do after midnight, he would go out with me. Understanding that he meant there's no chance in hell that I'd go out with you I made my own plans.

Jude and gang were headed to the Stusie so I said I would go with them; they were all dressing up so clearly the right bunch to head out with. They were at a house party before so I stayed awake by doing college work (yes, I'm that exciting but I was tudying Edgar Allan Poe so it was rather suiting...I freaked myself out a little bit).

The bells tolled midnight and a knock came upon my door (How Poe!). So I opened the door and there stood Stefan whose mouth dropped when he saw me. I may have left out the fact that I was dressed as Pippi Longstockings with piggy-tails, drawn on freckles and a LOT of blush (One of Jude's friends said I was"every paedophiles' dream" which was rather disconcerting). I quickly assured him I was dressed up for Halloween and not dressed up just to go out. I still hadn't heard from jude, so Stefan and I went to the Stusie without her. He's a really cool guy with a sense of humour sorta like mine (with German influences) so we got on really well! By 2am, I decided that Jude had died, gotten lost or the house party was too much fun. All the Germans in the club kept singing the theme tune to "Pippi Langestrumpfhose" to me everytime they saw me. Amidst the singing, I heard a squeal and a stumbling Jude ran towards me! Her phone refused to work for her so she couldn't call me and by the looks of things, I'd say it was true! The gang were dressed up as Cruella Devil, A rock-punk band, and Army chick and a German who refused to dress up but had the personality of a plank. Stefan decided to take "a look around" which I'm told is what most German guys do..just...because...well, no one really knows.

By 4am, Jude et al were exhausted and face paint deteriorating so they headed off. Stefan decided it was too early to go home. At this point, Pippi was no longer peepy. He wanted to dance but I refused as I thought I'd collapse with exhaustion.

At 5am, Stefan finished his drink (which he said after he finished it, we'd go home) which he had nursed for an hour. The walk was freezing and spooky as hell as a lingering fog filled the Stusie grounds, everything was misty but this fog sat in the air and didn't move. I was creeped out but Stefan seemed fine but I'd say he was shaking in his highly practical shoes.

So by 5.30am I was in bed shivering as my heating has decided not to work so I put on all my thermals and slept practically fully dressed. It was a different but really good Halloween!

Oh and as It's all Souls Day, all the shops are closed and I am now very hungry and will be til Monday. Life is hard.

Talk to you soon xx