The Day of the Dead

I decided to head down to Mexico for Day of the Dead celebrations (<a href=https://www.history.com/topics/halloween/day-of-the-dead>https://www.history.com/topics/halloween/day-of-the-dead</a>;). I loaded up on drinks and snacks, packed a book, and set off. I took the Greyhound bus, passing the Mexican border without difficulty. I reached Mexico City soon enough.

And today I’m very glad I did this. The Festival was celebrated by thousands of people, parading through the streets, their faces painted into skulls, and with mariachi bands roaming everywhere and playing the most fantastic music. I ate sugar skull candies and delicious Day of the Dead cakes (<a href=http://www.portosbakery.com/dish-type/dia-de-los-muertos/>http://www.portosbakery.com/dish-type/dia-de-los-muertos/</a>;), and drank good old Mexican beer.

The people were friendly and welcoming, and the celebrations went on and on, far into the night. It really was amazing! The amount of color combinations were truly magnificent. It was absolutely amazing to see the beautiful, colorful skeletons drawn on people’s faces. I was very sad to remove my own skeleton face (<a href=https://www.standard.co.uk/lifestyle/london-life/day-of-the-dead-mexico-sugar-skull-a3975816.html>https://www.standard.co.uk/lifestyle/london-life/day-of-the-dead-mexico-sugar-skull-a3975816.html</a>;) and return home, but I plan to go there again, for sure!