There are 35 lots. It’s a dead-end community– no thru-traffic. The neighborhood is virtually flat.
Even with a slow toddler, one can leave the house at 6:15 and be home 1 hour later with an enormous bag full of treats. (Our neighbors are generous, too. They give each trick-or-treater several pieces of candy.) I imagine in a couple of years, when my youngest is 6, I won’t even need to go with the kids trick-or-treating. I can stay back, put on some really scary costume, and create some sort of spookfest at our house.
Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, but Halloween sure is a close second.