As far as I have noticed in four years, it's a kind of private affairs in Chacala. The two days when families remember the children and the innocentes (on the 1st) and the adults and sinners in their families who have died (on the second). Many people make small private altars for their family members who are no longer here.
Mainly they bring flowers to the cemetery where their family members are buried. Sometimes they are flowers they grew themselves, or bought in Las Varas, or from a truck.More often the are huge bouquets of artificial flowers.
Some are in loose bunches.
Others are made especially for leaving at the cemetery. The flowers on mounted on circles made of styrofoam discs with green paper backing. Wrapped in plastic so they will stay "fresh" longer.
This year I will really miss Palila, Maria, who died earlier this year. One of her many money making talents was making the circular wreathes for local people to buy for their Day of the Dead visits to the cemetery.
I liked to watch her working, and to support her efforts. I saw Butcho, her husband, this morning, to make sure he has what he needs for whatever he wants to do on Friday. 
It's almost 9:20pm as I write this. And the giant trucks hauling lovely topsoil from a mango orchard to the gated development are still going up and down the road. Speeding and vomiting exhaust fumes and noise. Been at it for days again. Huge loads. Very annoying.
Whatever floats your boat, I guess.
2 comments:
ive been reading your blog for sometime now and finally decided to write a note myself. i am in the dreaded "gated community" and am rather tired of your whining about it. i often wonder if you dont see plain old pickup trucks that the locals drive about 90 miles an hour down the streets of chacala. Oh well i guess you have to have something to talk about --as you said "to each his own"
Dear Anonymous,
I would write you a private email, but since you are "anonymous", I will respond this way.
I don't know if we have met, but if we do, I would probably enjoying talking with you.I like people who express their opinions directly.
I wonder if you have any idea what it's been this year like to spend day after day day with huge trucks bellowing exhaust fumes, and loud enough to hear a mile away, speeding up and down the road, from before daylight until 10pm. On a road filled with children and women and workers walking.
I bet you would be "whining" too. I assume your living in the development because you are trying to protect yourself from those kind of dangerous and noisy problems.
I guess not all of us can spend more than a 1/2 a million dollars for some peace and quiet. Lucky you.
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