We weren't mummified actually, but just walking around a museum looking at mummies. I think in the US, a museum like this would be successful, but there would be far fewer tiny little children being taken in to the place. In Mexico, they have this real interest in death, in a way that is a little spectacle with a little celebration. Here, they have Dia de los Muertos, all the skulls, devil masks, and crucifixes everywhere. The Mummy Museum fits with all that.
Showing posts with label Dia de los Muertos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dia de los Muertos. Show all posts
Monday, August 2, 2010
El Museo de las Momias
This is how Jenny and I spent our Sunday afternoon.
We weren't mummified actually, but just walking around a museum looking at mummies. I think in the US, a museum like this would be successful, but there would be far fewer tiny little children being taken in to the place. In Mexico, they have this real interest in death, in a way that is a little spectacle with a little celebration. Here, they have Dia de los Muertos, all the skulls, devil masks, and crucifixes everywhere. The Mummy Museum fits with all that.
We weren't mummified actually, but just walking around a museum looking at mummies. I think in the US, a museum like this would be successful, but there would be far fewer tiny little children being taken in to the place. In Mexico, they have this real interest in death, in a way that is a little spectacle with a little celebration. Here, they have Dia de los Muertos, all the skulls, devil masks, and crucifixes everywhere. The Mummy Museum fits with all that.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Dia de los Muertos in La Ciudad
Here in the Ciudad, the Dia de los Muertos celebration is going strong. Cosme does so much for Riverside.
I was too sick to go this year (just a cold, not the swine flu), but I wish I had at least been at the Evergreen Cemetery event. One of my great-great-great-grandfathers is buried there who died of TB back in the 1880s.
Seriously, though, I love Southern California life.
I was too sick to go this year (just a cold, not the swine flu), but I wish I had at least been at the Evergreen Cemetery event. One of my great-great-great-grandfathers is buried there who died of TB back in the 1880s.
Seriously, though, I love Southern California life.
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