Oaxaca has been a place I have wanted to visit for a long time, and we just recently spent a week there to experience Dia de los Muertes - the day of the dead. I had read all sorts of things online, in library books, and I had watched films about the event. Nothing prepared me for the carnival of sights, sounds, smells, and tastes of the week we spent there. It was magical, amazing, and unforgettable.
I'm just posting a few photos to give you a taste of the celebration, the families and most of the the colors - even vehicles on the street. It has been an adjustment to return to the bare trees and gray skies of Wisconsin in November.