Death day - and we’re in the middle of it.
Wednesday, November 5th, 2008Hello. Once again i write from my mobile device, because some how the internet doesn’t seem to work on the stationary computers. The weather is harsh today, it feels like we’re in the jungle and not the desert.
However, this isn’t the reason for this post. 2 days ago has been Halloween, a widely celebrated ‘holiday’ under children. A day where they can dress up, pretend to be their favorite super hero and most important collect candy! While this old tradition is becoming more and more popular it kind of lets Mexicans forget about a nice tradition in Mexico ‘dead day’.
My host family was so kind to make a trip out of the city to show me how this day is celebrated. We drove once again into a tiny Mayo village, where Estefania’s sister works.
This post is only showing my experience, so please excuse me in case I say something wrong.
Now back to the story. For those that haven’t read my past story about the Mayo village ‘la Esquina’. This town is about 50 people strong and is home to an ethnic group called the mayos. They are one of, i believe, 8 Indian groups left in Sonora. Dont confuse them with the Mayas, they are a different tribe. Just as an information on the side. This village has been struke by the hurricane, just like many other mayo villages.
So, i know we got a bit of the path, let’s better get back on…
As i experienced it, the day of the dead is actually the night of the dead. Since the main event, if i may call it so, starts when it gets dark. This is also the time when you are able to see candles light up over the entire grave yard. Spooky!
Like I said before, the celebration started at night, at least for us. This was when we left la Esquina to drive a bit down the road into an other town, which holds the grave yard.
The graveyard is actually divided into 2 parts, this wasn’t always the case, but after a hurricane, part of it was destroyed, and thats the reason why there is a road dividing the grave yard. Further more, the graveyard is not divided into squares, but it rather seems that there are graves everywhere. And you need to watch out not to step on one by accident.
While we walked through the graveyard we encountered many different people, when Fannie asked one family, if she’s allowed to photograph the grave and the flowers, they agreed, but also asked for a picture of them. Because, they said, it’s the first time after years that they are united again.
While walking further, we actually came upon somebody that was willing to explain us something about that day…
This is what he said:
It’s actually a pre-Hispanic celebration, but when the Spanish arrived they accepted this holiday. So, that more people would be willing to convert. He further said, that on that day you shall go to the favorite place or the grave of the dead person and place his favorite food, drink or flowers next to it. Next, to that he also mentioned that it’s not a sad holiday, but rather involves parties, music and food. This part was hard for me to believe, because in Germany it’s usually the total opposite. You will never see anyone happy on a graveyard…
Link for more information about death day.
On this point, I want to say thank you for this wonderful explanation and thank you that you took the time to explain us everything.
After we’d talked to him, we went in front of the graveyard, where people sold food. Everything ranging from nachos, popcorn, hot dogs and tamales. This was also the first time I ate Tostadas - Yummy!
Tostadas are some kind of circle shaped nacho and on top you put all different kinds of vegetables, cheese, beans or meat.
Coming to the end of this post, I would like to say thank you again for the time that everybody took for us. But a special thank you to Estefania that took those lovely pictures. Even though not all are 100% sharp and pretty dark. I think everybody can understand that we can’t walk around the graveyard with the flash turned on.
While reading this post again, I’ve noticed what always happens to me. That I got kind of off the path - Oh well.









