This fall I fulfilled a 10 year dream of going to Salem, Mass, also know as the Witch City and the filming location of one of my favorite films Hocus Pocus. I decided that if you were going to do the spookiest town, then you should do it at the spookiest time of the year, so I decided to go the weekend before Halloween. Salem does Halloween right. They have a month long celebration called Halloween Happenings that all culminate on Halloween night. If you don't like crowds this time is not for you. It is swarming with people around that time of the year. If you want to enjoy Salem when it's quiet go any other time besides the month of October. With that being said there where a lot of things I did not get to do. I did not tour any of the museums but one. I did however, get to go into all of the witch shops, which were amazing. If you are a Harry Potter fan, you must go and see Wynott's Wands. It is set up to look exactly like Olivander's and yes you get to choose a wand. They have hundreds of wands that are hand made right there. All of the witch shops such as Crow Haven Corner, Hex, Omen and of course the shop of Salem's most famous witch Lori Cabot, Enchanted, were amazing but the best by far was The Coven's Cottage. It looks as if you stepped into a actual witch's cottage. I was in love with that store. As if that wasn't enough Salem is home to some of the countries oldest cemeteries. One of which even has a person that was on the Mayflower buried there. There is so much history there that I encourage any history buff to visit. There is also a lot of death. Unfortunately the witch trials was not the first blood shed that took place on that land. Some go so far as to say that the land was cursed by the original natives and it was that curse that sparked the trials. There was bloodshed a plenty before the trials ever began with the maritime history. There is an energy in the land that you can feel when you step on it. There is no mistaking that spirits walk there, you can feel them all around. Although I am unsure of my linage in connection to the witch trials, something felt like coming home to me. Especially in the weeks leading up to the trip, I had an almost overwhelming sense of going home. Now keep in mind I was born and raised in southern Virginia and that's as far north as I have ever traveled, but I just couldn't shake the sense that I was going back to where I belonged, back home. The feeling escaped me once I got there, I believe because of the overwhelming amount of people. There were so many people there that you had to stand in line just to walk down the street. It was trying, at best, for highly sensitive empath to handle. I would like to go back when its not so busy and explore that feeling a little further. Until then the Witch City will leave and indullable mark on my memory and my heart.
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September 2018
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