The Finns celebrate Halloween a few days later than the Americans.
Well, technically it's not the same party, but basically it's about the dead people.
They reported a poltergeist event in the local paper. We're visiting J's mum (we sleep in separate beds here, which is hilarious) and they have their own village paper where the museum ghost was apparently seen and it rolled all the carpets on the floor. Creepy, eh?
We went for a nice walk to the cemetery where J's father is buried. That cemetery is the most beautiful place on christmas eve with the thousands of candles. Last year it was snowing and all those candles made it look so alive I cannot believe it. The headstones were lit and the shadows of the trees were dancing.. wow. I wish I can take a picture this year.