When we used to live in the Borgo Pass Walpurgisnacht was way more important than All Hallows Eve. Children would come from all over the countryside for the unwrapped sweets and plum brandy we would give out. You better have a lot of both otherwise your house would burn down, your cat would die, or your firstborn would disappear, but it was all in good fun. Talk about your tricks or treats!
Then we moved to the United States for the economic opportunity. Jobs other than chauffeur were scarce in the Borgo Pass so if you didn’t have your drivers license you were pretty much screwed. Even if you did have a license getting a taxi through the Pass was a pretty treacherous undertaking. Then there were the European wars, a boom and a bust for us at the same time with so many corpses all around but still no jobs.
Anyway the day before yesterday a whole bunch of kids showed up at the old schloss here and demanded treats. Well the brandy ran out in a few minutes and the leftover candy from Walpurgisnacht last April didn’t last long either. We had eaten most of it ourselves. On top of that I couldn’t find a needle or razor blade in the whole house. We had some Vicodin around but you wouldn’t want to give that to little kids, it might hurt them and think about the parents that just steal their kids’ candy.
To make a short story longer, last April we had the whole house decked out with booby traps for Walpurgisnacht and we were ready with our unwrapped sweets and cakes. I’d laid in a good supply of razor blades and Mama had a whole pin cushion of needles just waiting for the little darlings. I also had literally a barrel of slivovitz shipped in from the old country. Well guess what happened? Nobody came. Nobody used the knocker. Nobody rang the bell. You would think people were dead or afraid of us.
When we carefully asked around people said that nobody made a big deal about Walpurgisnacht in the United States; stupid Halloween was the macabre holiday. This is simply ridiculous. This was hard to believe. When the children surprised us on Halloween many didn’t dress as corpses or revenants at all. Some dressed as so-called super heroes and princesses! I didn’t see a single sword, razor, or dagger. What’s up with that? America is a very strange place.
Well somebody told me about something called a “trunk or treat” which is some sort of alternative to the Halloween “trick or treat” experience. It must be trick or treat for lazy people, and heaven knows there are too many of them around. The other big difference is you invite children to the trunk or treat event not wait for them to just show up. This got me to thinking, why not host a trunk or treat at the old château on Walpurgisnacht next April 30!
I know it is a long time to wait but we sleep most of the winter anyway so that makes the time fly. A benefit is the candy is super cheap around Walpurgisnacht, unlike Halloween, Christmas, or St. Valentine’s Day. The dollar stores are the best place to buy. In the US there still is the problem of most of the candy being individually wrapped, unlike Eastern Europe, so getting the wrappers back on the candy, so many individual pieces, is a real pain but still worth the effort.