Visit to a cemetery….

The several Mexican cemeteries we have passed in our 3-4 weeks here have been interesting to see at 40 MPH but I wanted a closer look, so when we stopped for a break right across the street from an old cemetery in the suburbs outside of a big town, I wandered over there with the camera to get a few shots.

Their cemeteries are colorful, cramped, with many heartfelt expressions of love chiseled into the granite markers. We visited a few days past the day of the dead so there were many flowers still there, adorning the graves…

The small buildings are really shrines to the departed, and the more money you have, the bigger and better the shrine is. There were above ground crypts as well, some going back to the 1800’s.

Many of the cap stones and shrines showed their age by style and weathering, but mostly the care and tending of these rest spots implied that the Mexican people visit their departed loved ones often, and bring gifts along with the flowers. One thing I did notice is that the tiles used in the construction of most of the shrines were nicer then most of the types of tile I’d seen in stores and homes I had visited in Mexico.

While I don’t know the burial traditions of this place, I think anyone would get a sense of how nice the people really are by seeing how they care for these family members. I wonder how far back their traditions go…

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Back on the road, and a couple hours later, we stopped at a Pemex for lunch. I found this guy living in a diesel air filter. I wanted the filter so I dropped it out and watched it scamper under my rig…too quickly for me to get another shot.

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Then the weather started to close in again and we drove through a couple of drenching squalls:

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This is one of the rain swollen streams we crossed, one thing they don’t lack here is rain: