Like every other celebration in Mexico, Day of the Dead is executed cien por ciento, or 100%. The altars in the jardin are immense, creative, and lovely. F and I walked around last night in the wind enjoying the festive atmosphere and the art employed in putting together these altars. They stretch across the expanse of the square. At one end of the jardin were Catrina dancers. Dressed and painted in white with a Catrina hat on their heads, they danced a ballet folklórico to spooky music, adding a nice backdrop to the altars, the flowing flags, and the little kids asking “Coopera con mi calaverita?”
Coopera con mi calaverita? is their version of Trick or Treat and translates to “Will you cooperate with my skull?” Which means, can you put something in my shoebox like candy or money? The boxes were carved with intricate designs and the kids had their costumes on. Apparently, they also go to homes and businesses; but if you’re out walking around, you’re expected to cooperate with their skulls and contribute a little something. F and I will be out again tonight, and so will they. I’ll be sure to have some chocolate on me this time.