Día De Los Muertos

Tomorrow we will be heading to the neighboring state of Michoacán with our friends Annie, Super, Panzon, and Elena to meet more friends (Jose and Naomi and Octavio) to camp outside the town of Pátzcuaro. I have to resort to the Wikipedia description of this place, as it sums it up so well:
"Pátzcuaro is hidden high in the mountains of Michoacán at 2200 m (7130 feet) of elevation. It is veiled from the outside world by a curtain of high pine trees. To the north is Lake Pátzcuaro, one of Mexico's highest lakes. The butterfly fishermen, who dip their nets into the lake in search of whitefish, have become a trademark of Pátzcuaro. The town retains its ancient atmosphere. It consists of largely one-story adobe or plaster-over-brick buildings with red tile roofs. The streets are dusty cobblestones traveled by horse and car. "
Apparently the "Day of the Dead" celebrations in this town are unbelievable, as large numbers of families take boats out onto the lake with candles lit, and many travel to the center island where there is more celebration. According to Octavio, the lake looks like it is on fire there are so many candles out there (on the night of November 1).
The cemetery will also be a site to see, as large numbers of people will celebrate next to the graves of their deceased family members with candles, flowers, music, and food. We will be returning on Monday, and I will make sure to post photos. Happy Halloween to all in the states.