As promised, the night of Halloween the party at Ethan's house begins. There's food catered from the local village, drinks with official bartenders as well. The lower floor of the house he's been giving on the island has been decorated, each room with a slightly different them. The great room has pumpkins and orange everywhere, the back room that was probably a dining room before he had furniture moved out is a dancefloor done up in blacklights with a DJ dressed as a skeleton glowing under it.
Anyone who has heard about it is invited, and needless to say, just about everyone has heard about it. Ethan's easy to find in the center of it, bouncing from guest to guest.
The party goes on well into the early hours of the morning and for those who stick around, there's a breakfast buffet that gets rolled out somewhere around sunrise as the party finally starts to wrap.
The lights are bright, and it's a party that Gatsby would be proud of. The drinks flow all day and night, there are rotating bands, jazz, and there are vendors selling costume pieces. It's a party that Charleston and the Odyssey are sharing, with shows and entertainment both on and off the ship.
Along with flowing fountains of champagne and enough liquor to stock several bars, the party also showcases staff and guests alike a true taste of Charleston. Tables around the party are covered in low country boil offers and encourage guests to get their hands dirty and enjoy like locals would.
The venue belongs to some of Charleston's oldest money, and transports those in attendance to a magical, lush garden party bathed in the soft, ambient glow of thousands of string lights.