This hallowe'en we partied with the Couchsurfing community in Reading. Danielle was the good intentioned Canadian lass who hosted the fete and imagined the concept. Said concept simply put was two fold...
1) You must have a costume to attend the party.
2) You must dress like a stereotype of your nation of origin.
As you can see we leapt at the creative opportunities these rules afforded us! Fiona donned her finest Leprechaun outfit while I sported the rugged attire of a hearty Lumberjack!
Fiona did get a bit carried away with all the jigging, but it was much to the amusement of the other party guests and especially it's host. Some of the other national stereotypes we bore witness to were...
Spanish bulls
English farmers and teapots
Hungarian porn actresses
German tourists and Bavarian milk maid
Romanian vampires
American cowboys, hicks, gangsters, Nascar girls and the statue of liberty (there were a lot of Americans at this one)
Lebanese suicide bombers
Brazilian surfers
There was also our hostess who donned the noble attire of the Inuit. This is a picture of the two of us together, the Canadian contingent, making merry with a little maple syrup! You know how antsy in your pantsy you can get after gulping down a few swigs of the sweet sweet sap of a Canadian sugar maple!
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