I found out that one of my favorite holidays, Halloween, isn’t celebrated in Poland because it’s the day before Saints day. Thousands of people buy ridiculous amounts of flowers and candles and head to the cemetery to mourn for 3 days.
Like a good traditional Polish family, we bundled up Matt’s grandma and headed to the cemetery to say a few words to Grandpa.
It took us about an hour of walking around in circles before we found his grave.
The grave must be cleaned and decorated or else somebody might judge you.
I loved spending time with Grandma but truthfully, the whole experience was a bit creepy and sad.
Halloween, cemetery, black cat…
