Being a Saturday probably helped, also the weather was nice here.
I got about 30, which is more than last year, but nothing like what I remember from years past. I used to go through four big bowls, last night I only did one.
I went to the busiest spot I remember with my first, in Portland. Barely a handful of families, barely any houses decorated and half the porch lights off. Its heartbreaking tbh. Im just grateful the youngest got to go at all because it's his autistic special interest. He was so excited. I hope the tradition doesn't disappear.