Halloween Countdown 2018: A Tour of Southern Ghosts…final night

Yet another Tour of Southern Ghosts has come to an end.
Lots of laughs,trips and falls, screamingly sore arms,lost voices,hot apple cider,damp and cold,lanterns that won’t stay lit(and too many guests that are), local ghosts messing with your mind,crappy photos,flashes in your face from aforementioned crappy photos,lost bets,lucky talismans,smelly puppets,cough drops,missed cues,dirty jokes,and friends and family that have somehow melded into one.
It’s great when it’s over,yet I yearn for next year. Yes,I’m insane.