Halloween In Savannah
Even though I run a tour in Savannah and dress in period costume nearly every night, there is something thrilling about touring during Halloween. The costumes that people come up with in this town are absolutely amazing. Maybe it's the creative atmosphere with the art school, or maybe it is the strong drama culture in the city. Maybe it's the Goth counterculture... I'm not sure. But we have some great 'outside the box' type thinkers in this city.
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.
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.

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