here I am writing from Mexico, my father's birthplace--and where many of my cousins still dwell--a land rich with culture and tradition. I feel so lucky to be here. as with most my travels, it was a very last minute trip and decision. having lived the last 6.5 years mostly abroad, being in quarantine the last 6 months has been very challenging for me physically, mentally, and emotionally. when the thought of making a trip to Mexico first crossed my mind a couple months ago I wasn't ready for it, but everything changes with time.
when I found out a girlfriend of mine was in Mexico city, it gave me the courage to book my trip and meet her there where we spent an incredible 3 days together before renting a car and road tripping to Michoacán, where I have family, and also where they celebrate Dia de los Muertos the biggest.
so what exactly is Dia de los Muertos? it is a holiday celebrated throughout most of Mexico and many parts of Latin America where families celebrate their departed loved ones for the lives they lived. it is a celebration full of color and tradition--where the souls of those who have passed are kept alive. the exact origins are unknown, but what is known is that it's a mix of Catholic and indigenous customs. specific traditions vary by region but they are always colorful and lively.
traditionally, families unite to put offerings together for their loved ones. below I'll break down the manner in which the altars are decorated in my father's home state of Guanajuato--I borrowed this information from Yo Guanajuato!