On the morning of November 1st, we hopped on a boat before sunrise and headed from Pátzcuaro to the island of Janitzio. We arrived at the island´s small cemetery and waited. As we watched, the residents of the island began to arrive with buckets, brooms, baskets of food, candles, and flowers galore. Within two hours, the gray, dreary cemetery was transformed into a colorful, vibrant place filled wih people and life.
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