Now we will commence with Part 2 of our Halloween day!
I now must go to the cemetery, Old Burying Point, and photograph the monsters that are passing through. My, I have found so many! Even the tombstones seem to be participating in their way with me and my photos. There’s the tour guide at the Salem Witch Walk. I think I’ll send him this photo. I think he will like it!
And there are the assorted buildings, the Witch Memorial, all being presented during the setting of the sun. Ah, the beautiful sunset in Salem settling so gracefully in the stormy sky here in a most ancient cemetery.
And then, the most wonderful thing! I was standing at the topmost corner of the Witches Memorial. I happily find that this is a fantastic vantage point for taking photos of the cemetery and it’s happenings. Someone asks to take my photo and I’m always happy to accommodate. But now, in a solitary moment, I turn around to face the sunset, and a gust of very cold wind blows across my face. I moved to face the wind and in that moment, the temperature must have dropped at least 30 degrees. Within a few moments I was freezing and longing to go back to my room. Salem weather … yes, you just never know when you will be caught in the enchanted moment of a sudden gust of cold wind in Salem. But shit! Now I’m frickin’ cold! I shall walk back to the Doom & Gloom Hotel and change into my Halloween best. It’s long about 7:00 or 8:00 pm now. Just enough time to wander through the streets of Salem in hopes of getting a photo or two on Halloween night!
Ah, all dressed for Halloween in Salem. I go outside with much expectation! It’s funny, this photographer-looking dude … I mean, he’s got all the bells and whistles … approaches me and asks if he can get a photo of me. Yes, I am that beautiful! (hee) Of course, I’m happy to oblige! So I stand there somewhat posing and he fiddles with this and fusses with that and finally, snap! No flash, so we try again. I stand there while he gets his hands going here, there and everywhere. He’s so confused! I realize he’s brand new at this and I KNOW how he feels! He tries again. Nope, didn’t work. Now he’s pretty much mortified and I feel badly for him. Maybe I should take it for him? Huh? Anyway, want to try one more time? Nope, it’s a bust but he thanks me and wanders off. Oh well, at least he is learning and man, have I ever been there!
I walk back around and see if the band that I saw a couple of years ago is playing and yup, there they are! From what I’ve heard from them, they are pretty much a Beatles cover band but they do it good! They’ve got a large crowd gathered before them …. and they are dancing and being quite rowdy! That’s a good sign!
And there he is, the blonde English guy. Now I don’t know if he’s English but he wears the English shirt with the Union Jack on it so he looks English. Hmmmm. I stand and watch for awhile and I move more toward the front and he seems to recognize me! From 2 years ago?! It’s got to be my hat! It is…. I watch him play for awhile longer as that gold wedding band flashes in my eyes as he plays his guitar. Nope, don’t want none of that! Did that once and I felt like the wicked witch of the west! Not pleasant!
So now, I’m on my way….
I continue walking through the Halloween streets of Salem taking a photo here and there while I go. Then I hear this guy say something about someone (probably me) taking pictures of people they don’t even know. Now how the “F” does he know if I know these people or not? Of course, that’s assuming he’s referring to me. Grrrr, just shut the fuck up! No one asked you! It made me feel really stupid there for a moment or two and then I thought, “Wow, that pretty much puts the media right out of business, doesn’t it?” That guy is a dumb ass. Just think how it would be if we all could only take pictures of people we know. If that’s the case, then I’m screwed! No more trips to Salem to catch photos of people in Halloween costumes! Moving on….
Soooo, I really would love to see the fireworks signaling the end of Haunted Happenings. I know that two years ago I had a beautiful view from the top floor of the Hawthorne Hotel but this year, I’m on the ground. I’m not staying at the Hawthorne but let me tell you, this is the last time that I won’t stay there! I’ll be staying there next year!
So, I make my way to the Salem Common and stand in a place where I think I can see the fireworks. I know where I can get a better vantage point but I’m staying here. Watching this crowd with the Salem Witch Museum in the background is fascinating.
And there they go! I can just see them over the roof of the castle which is the home of the Salem Witch Museum. Not such a good view. Most I can’t see but there’s always next year. Oh, and look! There’s those gorgeous horses that the Salem Police ride. Unfortunately, they signal the end of all the Halloween festivities for this year.
I am reluctant to leave. I feel sadness knowing that it’s over until next year. I look around. A sea of people are pouring out of the Common. The horses and the cops astride them are going in to police out the Common. I stand and watch the activities around me for awhile. I’m supposed to leave tomorrow and go home. Hmmmm….
I think of having that experience at the Boston airport a few days ago. God, it seems like years ago when that happened. I was stranded! And now I think about having to leave. Well, shit. Of course, I don’t want to go. Hmmmm, thinking, pondering, arguing with my inner guidance.
Ooops, I said it. Program interruption here. Join me for a general discourse about my spirit, Essence (and you don’t have to read this if you don’t want but it may shed some light for you)! She’s actually a spirit and I call her “Essence.” Or should I say she told me who she is. During a quiet moment in my bedroom, I heard her say, “Hello, I’m Essence!” I said, “Well, hello Essence!” I was glad to hear from her and I finally knew her name! And now it’s like she’s always with me. “Oh, so you’re the one that I argue with internally all the time! Sometimes things will happen in my life and I feel her absence. I’m not pleased and I tell her so. I ask her where she was when I needed her. Essence says, “I am here, you just only have to listen, or be aware of the impressions.” Most times she speaks but sometimes it’s a feeling or words or a song repeating over and over in my head. Sometimes she’s a nag! Nag, nag, nag! I cover my ears and tell her to shut up! You can imagine the reaction from the people who are around me … or maybe they just think I’m talking on my phone. Sometimes Essence literally takes matters into her hands and completely goes over me when I’ve really got myself into a fix. On several occasions she literally puts words in my mouth. If I’m really doing something that is WRONG, I speak words that I had no intentions of saying to correct the situation. I don’t even know I’m going to say them and boy, am I surprised when I do! But it’s always the right thing to do, always. I know Essence is with me, bless her. She is a God-send in the truest sense of the word!
Okay, back to the program. My how I do run on! So, I decide not to leave tomorrow. I’ll leave on Friday instead! Strange how everything has brightened! Two more nights in Salem (and Essence is as quiet as a mouse). Well, alrighty then, I’m going to take some photos tomorrow!
At this point, I begin to make my way back to the hotel. Halloween is over. Such a letdown. Man, I hate that. It has been an interesting trip though – even if at my expense!
Luvs and Happy Halloween!
Janet
You can just sit back and let me entertain you! Here’s the link in Transylvania: http://halloweensunseen.com if you need it but you can access it by clicking on the orange or blue links right here in this post. That’s the ticket! You can start there on the first page and read my entries for my essays and then bop on down to the middle of the page for the links. You can also look for the little “next” buttons on each page and just drive around the whole site. It’s really more fun that way because you won’t miss a thing. It’s a big old trip so hop on my broom with me and let’s take a ride! Oh and mustn’t forget, turn up the sound! The music and sound effects are a very important part of each page!
When I arrived, I called as instructed and said I was ready to be picked up. The guy on the other end was frantic, spouting out instructions and directions to me – someone who didn’t have a clue where in the hell she was – on foot, lost and from Texas for crap’s sake! I gathered that I was supposed to meet the Van at a specific intersection somewhere in Salem. Hmmmm. I began walking and found a policeman directing traffic. I said, “See, look, I’m from Texas and I’m pissed and lost and I need to get to such and such intersection.” The policeman was nice and helpfully – eagerly even – pointed the way …. down a dark, spooky street to my left. 
At least I walked the right direction! I look down the street and it’s all houses – old houses – on both sides with some having people lurking around the porches. I’m not scared of ghosts but I am scared of people so I am not liking the idea of walking down there for a couple of blocks. Anyway, here I go, a very perturbed, somewhat overweight witch still dressed up in all her witchy best about to walk down a street that at this moment looks like it’s probably the scariest street in Salem. Oh, I’m so far from home – a totally solitary witch at this point. So I walk …. down the very middle of the street. What a sight I must have been! I’m peering at the houses as I go making sure no ghosts or zombies come running out. I am in Salem after all and Halloween has just ended. So I walk and I finally reach the intersection. There are no street signs. Now I’m not going to go into this here but why oh why are there never street signs when your life absolutely depends on it?! I do see two groups of people standing on either side of the street. I assume these are my people and choose the group that has the nicest looking lady standing there. So we wait, and wait under this huge tree. The lady and I speak. She has about as much information as I do but at least she’s a human presence for me. We wait and then it begins to rain. Salem has great weather. It happens when you least expect it. And there goes a cold wind. I have been in Salem long enough to know that you don’t take cold breezes lightly. So me and my beautiful hat are getting soaked and it will only be a matter of time before we are freezing as well. And I have no where to go, no way to get there. I see in front of me two guys from my hotel jumping into a cab and driving away. They could have offered to share that cab …. and fare …. with some of us. I would have. I’m from Texas. We wait, we get wet, we get nervous. And then alas, two Vans show up! We are elated and run and lurch to said heaven-sent Vans …. and neither are going to our hotel. The hell you say! Our group that had gathered were in no mood to hear this and quite literally jacked up both drivers and piled our asses into the Vans whether they liked it or not. “Now ***pointing gun at driver’s head*** if you know what’s good for you, you’ll get your skinny ass moving to Beverly!” And he did! We were packed in like sardines, soaking wet and stinking but we managed a civilized conversation during our ride.
I felt bad for him because he really put a lot of effort into his costume. I knew exactly who he was even without the scissor hands. That made him happy that at least people knew who he was trying to portray. As I’m sure you are wondering why, the people in Salem take their Halloween costumes very seriously and besides that the Ball was really expensive! The band was excellent and they rocked the night away. And one more thing about the Ball, I don’t know how many of you have attended a Halloween Ball completely alone but it is really not a good experience. When I took a moment to look around at all the people, I felt a bit fearful at being among all these strangers. I didn’t know a soul and each face somehow looked scary to me. Oh well, it was Halloween after all and everyone gets a scare, right? Right!
My Salem Happenings 