Halloween In Savannah
Two great costumes I saw last night were a guy dressed as a shower curtain (quite simply, a shower curtain suspended on a circular rod over his head). That guy had a little trouble getting into Sushi Zen! And another guy had on a big bale of hay with dinner rolls attached all over him (a roll in the hay, get it?).
Anyway, TC and I split up our tours last night (the Halloween crowd was too large for one guide), and when the group divided I realized that all of the troublemakers went with me. In the space of two hours I was heckled, groped, applauded, fondled, cursed at, cheered, and flirted with-- sometimes simultaneously.
Dressing as the Dread Pirate Wesley from the Princess Bride while on tour was a very, very bad idea. Judging from how many drag queens hooted at me last night ("I'm your Buttercup, bay-bee!"), I'll not be dressing as anything but a Confederate for quite some time. I had to come home and de-compress after such an intense tour.