A haunted walking tour with added spirit. She wore a silly hat. A dad hat. Black. With a little ghost. A silly ghost. And she had another silly ghost on her black polo. That’s how we knew she was the ghost tour guide.   I believe in ghosts. Take my paranormal experiences as profoundly genuine. Having moved past the maybe, maybe-nots a long time ago, I am often diving into deeper disquisitions of the unexplained.   And I like ghost tours. I can explore a haunted tour any time