Category Archives: Day of the Dead Bob
(To read El Gringo Feo’s Costa Rica Diary from the beginning, start here.) Tuesday, August 28 I’ve been thinking a lot about ghosts. We passed a Tico cemetery at some point while Jeff was driving me from the airport in San … Continue reading
It’s hard to believe the concrete chaos of Mexico City was once a large system of lakes and canals. At Xochimilco, it’s possible to get a taste of what things once were. Trajineras, boats reminiscent of Venetian gondolas, line the … Continue reading
Emma snapped this photo of me and Lara at the base of the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan.
“Only against death does man cry out in vain.” — Malcolm Lowry Anita seemed perplexed. Lara, Emma and I were all standing in the middle of San Gregorio Cemetery with tears streaming down our cheeks. It was all so beautiful. … Continue reading