Last night was Halloween; complete with a cold night, slight wind, and a bright full moon. In Tijuana they call Halloween, 'Tricky-Tricky'
... and kids appear from everywhere.
As I was driving home after speaking to a group of teens living at an orphanage that was located in a large remote area of the Tijuana back country; I noted how different Halloween night would be a couple of miles north in good old San Diego.
In this area there were no lights, just dry hills, and small, candle lit houses located along dusty rabbit trail roads. As we drove down the road my head lights caught small groups of rag-tag kids costumed for the night carrying little floppy plastic bags and walking along the side of the road; the trail to goodies. The little houses, each with a small bowl of sweet treats, were spaced from a half mile to a mile apart. Quite a night's hike for just a few pieces of small candy.
To kids who have little to nothing, getting a few pieces of candy is worth the long hike. Quite a contrast to rich San Diego.
