Heading to the second house
Henry and his buddy, Mr T. Henry hangs out with this boy just about every morning for a play group.
Walking to the third house. We're so confused - where's the mob??? I guess walking actually gets you there faster than managing a rickshaw amidst all the "foreigners dressed up in crazy costumes" madness.
Off to the pinata party which warranted a rickshaw ride
Henry bashing away
Alas, we walked away with no candy. We decided to skip the candy at the houses to avoid the crowd in the stairwells and then couldn't convince Henry to dive into the rush to get pinata candy. He did get a Hersey kiss from a friend but otherwise we'll just hope for better luck next year (because it's definitely pillow cases full of candy that one hopes for!).
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