We met with my teacher Alma at the cemetery gates at 2.30pm for a walk around the graveyard. November the first is a big day for remembering deceased relatives with many families have picnics in the cemetery along with music and dancing. Big fiesta time. There were quite a lot of workmen sprucing up the grounds and a few vaults were being repainted for the big day. That’s right, Vaults. Some quite large with underground chambers for the bodies. Most were above ground in various styles.





Saw a couple of pyramids and one looked like it was modelled on the Greek Parthenon.








Past all the vaults we came to the poor section which was full of people who couldn’t afford a big vault or hadn’t been able to keep up the rent on them. These were graves more like the norm in Australia but with piles of rubbish and grass clippings strewn between them being a dump for the “proper” cemetery.