If you have not already cast your ballot by mail or in early voting, be sure go to your polling place tomorrow. Don't be complacent. This is perhaps the most important midterm election in our nation's entire history!
If you have not already cast your ballot by mail or in early voting, be sure go to your polling place tomorrow. Don't be complacent. This is perhaps the most important midterm election in our nation's entire history!
After my friend Heather departed Mexico City, another friend, Charles, arrived for a few days here before moving on to other parts of the country. I took each of them to my favorite market, Jamaica Market. Every time I have visitors come to Mexico City, I include the Jamaica Market as one of the places to see. (If you have been following this blog for a few years, you have already undoubtedly read about it.) It is a fascinating place any time of year, but during the Day of the Dead season, it is even better. It is perhaps the best place in the city for buying Day of the Dead decorations and objects for your "ofrenda". There are more than 1000 vendors selling flowers, making it one of the city's most colorful places, but this time of year there are also more marigolds than you have ever seen.
So, here a some photos and videos that I took on my two recent trips to my favorite market...
However, it is the market's gigantic flower section that makes it famous.
In the days leading up to Day of the Dead, there are enormous quantities of marigolds for sale... potted marigolds, cut marigolds, even bags of marigold petals to scatter as a path leading to the "ofrenda".
Marigolds are brought in by the truckload.
There are lots of restaurants within the market. I frequently go to a stand called "Carnitas Paty" where they sell delicious pork tacos. When Charles and I were there, we had just finished a big breakfast, so we didn't eat any tacos. However, Charles did try "tepache", a refreshing beverage made from slightly fermented pineapple and brown sugar. ("Tepache" is another word from the Aztec language that was new to Charles.) He really liked it.
This is the eve of the Day of the Dead. One of the most beautiful and traditional observances of the holiday is on the island of Janitzio in the middle of Lake Pátzcuaro in the state of Michoacán. Alejandro found this video, and although the printed narration is in Spanish, I thought that you might enjoy it.
Neither Alejandro nor I have seen the observance of Day of the Dead on Janitzio, but we hope to do so someday.
I turn the page on the calendar, and the photo that I used for November is one that I took when I visited Munich, Germany, some years ago.
In the background is the Old Town Hall which dates back to 1310. It was heavily damaged during World War II and was reconstructed in the 1970s.
As I have mentioned before, there are some Mexicans who bemoan the fact that the celebration of Halloween has become injected into the traditional observance of Day of the Dead. Day of the Dead is not Mexican Halloween. Nevertheless, despite the objections of purists, I suspect that the two holidays will be forevermore entwined.
In front of a nearby nursery school
Happy Halloween!
Last week I had the pleasure of having a houseguest and playing tour guide. My friend Heather and I graduated from high school more than a few years ago. We were in Spanish classes together, and her command of the language is still very good. Heather travels extensively, and I have been telling her that she should come visit me in Mexico City. When her nephew, his wife and their children planned a trip to Mexico to attend a wedding, she thought this would be a good time to travel south of the border too. She spent some of the time helping take care of the kids, but we had plenty of time together, and I showed her some of the sights in Mexico City.
On her first full day here, Heather and I traveled downtown by Metrobus and Metro. We spent several hours taking in the sights in the Historic Center such as the Palace of Fine Arts, the colonial mansion known as the House of Tiles and the Palace of Iturbide. We continued to the main plaza, the Zócalo, entered the Cathedral and viewed the excavated ruins of the Aztec temple. Heather even had a "spiritual cleansing" performed with herbs and incense by a "shaman" in Aztec attire.
The next day we went to one of Mexico City's newest attractions, the Tlallipan Floating Garden, an elevated pedestrian walkway built above the Metro line.
Of course we had to see all the "alebrijes".
By the time we finished with our walk, night was falling. The holiday lights were turned on.
Heather spent Sunday and Monday with her nephew's family. I had told her about Dr. Simi, and on one of their walks in the neighborhood, they had a chance to meet the good doctor. The children were thrilled.
On Tuesday we went to the Anthropology Museum, and I gave Heather the tour of highlights that I always give my visitors.