Over the weekend Marisa and I (and her mom) went on what has now become our annual visit to Salem, Massachusetts because that town is pretty much Halloween Town throughout October due to its infamous history (the witch histeria, and subsequent trials and hanging in 1692). Now it's a major tourist location and home to the country's largest "real" witch population. I'm into magic within the fantasy genre, but certainly not in real life. Even so, I really dig this quaint little town, even if Massachusetts doesn't seem to have a single Starbucks. Dunkin Donuts--which America decidedly does not run on--appears to rule New England, that much is clear. But once you cross into New York, the twin-tailed mermaid and her invigorating and addictive brew reigns supreme.
We spent 2.5 days in Salem, and throughout one of those I pirated it up because I could. Marisa witched it up and donned a pair of curling black horns. This is fun for people like us.
I don't have time for a longer post than this for now, but I did post a handful of photos from the trip. Check them out here.