Category Archives: Halloween in Mexico

Christmas in October

For the eighteen years I’ve lived in Mexico, I have watched Halloween taking over the imaginations of kids here to the point where its displays far-exceed those of Day of the Dead in Walmart. Many rue this tendency, but Day of the Dead still remains the more authentic and widely-celebrated holiday for adults and I both buy bags of candy to contribute to our yearly distribution to kids at the gate of the Raquet Club and construct a Day of the Dead altar honoring my husband, parents, friends and pets who have died.

This year, the displays of bagged Halloween candy, costumes and jack-o-lanterns was the largest I’d ever seen here and luckily, I bought my Halloween candy early, for when I returned ten days before Halloween to buy more bags for friends who are in the states and who wanted me to buy bags for them to contribute to the give-away, the huge Halloween displays in Walmart had vanished, replaced by storewide Christmas decorations!  I took these photos of the trees going up, and the next day at least six big sections were filled with Xmas decorations. Today I went back to buy a curtain rod and found this one little sad abandoned jack-o-lantern hidden away on a box in the Xmas display. What is wrong with us that we can’t even celebrate one October holiday before shoving it aside for Xmas? Pretty soon it will be Easter it is shoving aside. 

Please click on first photo to enlarge all.

Mr. and Mrs. Bones: Eerily Irresistible

There were a few costumes at my friend Audrey’s Halloween party that were like magnets to my camera.  These two kept drawing my eye because every change of expression was magnified by the face paint.  Somehow, these particular paint jobs rendered the wearers an incredible goofy sweetness that I couldn’t stop photographing. They are sort of eerily irresistible.

For other eerily irresistible costumes and faces, look HERE.

via Daily Prompt: Eerie

Trick or Treating: JNW’s Halloween Challenge, Oct. 16, 2016

Trick Retreat

At five o’clock they climb the hill to ring and ring my bell.
When I do not answer, the mob begins to swell.
Their cries of “We want Halloween!!” resound like cries from Hell.

My dogs begin a clamoring—and barks turn into growls.
The children’s only English words digress to angry howls
that prompt a shiver down my back––a loosening in my bowels.

I give in and seize the bowl and open up the gate.
The children swell around me, angry I’m so late.
They dig their hands into the bowl—in no mood for debate.

When I scream out “Take only one!” they begin to mind,
and they become more orderly and line up one behind
another as a snake of children starts to move and wind

from the bottom of the hill up to my front door
but when it seems I’ve served them all, there are always more:
one hundred, then two hundred, three hundred and then four!

And when I think the line perhaps is starting to get thin,
I finally discover that they got in line again
and came back to my doorway––where they’ve already been!

My candy store’s diminished, in fact there is no more
and they grow disorderly, waiting at my door
as I distribute all my fruit—right down to the last core.

Then I start giving canned goods—beans and corn and peas.
By the time my larder’s empty, they have brought me to my knees.
“Please, go home,” I beg them. “Leave my house now, please!”

But they have no pity. They are carrying off my plants.
I go into my closets and bring out my shirts and pants.
Still I hear requests for more—their demands and their rants.

I give them all my easy chairs, my pictures and my rugs,
my glasses and my dishes, my pots and pans and mugs.
From my refrigerator, I return with bowls and jugs.

Until my house is empty, they refuse to go away;
but finally I have no more, and I begin to pray
that they will soon release me from this relentless fray.

And then I see a ray of hope as across the street
my neighbor opens up his door and children’s footsteps beat
in a new direction—as they mount a swift retreat.

I hear my neighbor’s screams and cries as they shout for more.
Though I should go and help him, I’m yellow to the core
as I take the coward’s action and swiftly slam my door!!!

Mexico is lovely. It’s warm and lush and green.
I love its smiling people. I love its rich cuisine.
But there’s one drawback to living here that I have clearly seen.




I reblogged myself on this one! Doesn’t hurt to run one by again now and then, does it? The Prompt today was Trick.

Boo!: JNW’s Halloween Challenge, Oct. 10, 2016



These creatures come right at you.  Run!!! (You have to wind them up first, though.) Have you ever seen a ghost with vampire teeth before?

JNWs Halloween Challenge, Spooky: Deviled eggs!!!!


When I asked Dan and Rhonda to make me some deviled eggs, I guess I should have given more specific instructions!!!!! Note the avocado horns.  Eight o’clock in the morning, and spooked already!

JNW’s Halloween Challenge: Spooky

Halloween in Mexico

Halloween in Mexico

LOUD constant cherrybomb-level explosions that went on for hours, a few dozen feet from where I was docenting the art show, flags on the oldest church in town, LOUD banda music, shopping in the plaza stands, construction of the towering castillo for the night’s firework display, flowers, toys, signs directing dogs to be polite and not pee in the flowers and plants, doggies in full regalia, senoritas in full regalia, wild socks and shoes that were not part of a costume, a gourmet feast at Viva Mexico, Children’s chorus, Agustin’s solo with the children’s choir, a dead bread vendor (a vendor selling dead bread, not a deceased vendor) breaks out into opera and steals the show, tequila samples, women selling adorable knitted hats in the form of ninja turtles, lambs and frogs, tap dancing skeletons, children streaming by in the streets to trick and treat or lining up for face painting. All this and Day of the Dead hasn’t even started!!!
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