The Day of the Dead

I spent almost five days in my hometown Morelia, a beautiful and perfect-weather [not as Cuernavaca] city in the western part of Mexico. One hour away of Morelia is located Janitzio the Island in the middle of Paztcuaro's Lake where the tradition of The Day of the Dead begun some centuries ago, and now we remember on November the 1st and 2nd. This is the reason why the people from Morelia, the nearest capital city, make several activities to commemorate the original tradition. My camera and I were there:

Offering in a public building

Tombs in the principal square at downtown
A gallery of Catrines

A pregnant catrine

"El Caballito", the transport souls use to get to the World of the Dead
A huge skull made of sugar, supposedly

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