A waterfall of white and blue buildings, Chefchaouen, or Chaouen, is an Arab city of the sixteenth century arrived virtually intact up to us that seems an Orientalist painting still populated of veiled women and men hidden by their djellabas. The Medina, the old city, speaks with its blue walls, the legacy of the Jews fled after the conquest of Granada. Narrow streets like snakes snake between Arab-Andalusian buildings and borders made by blue, because the alleys where even the paving stones are total blue indicates a dead end, or an open door on glimpses of a family life.
El Dia de Muertos (the Day of the Dead), declared by UNESCO as an “oral and intangible cultural heritage of humanity,” is one of Mexico’s most cherished traditions celebrated everywhere but in the colonial city of Oaxaca the cultural richness of these days is well represented by the Comparsas, theatrical performances representing the return of the dead. When the Dia de Muertos arrives the dead, after their long pilgrimage from the other life, arrive on earth tired, so they feast upon the food laid out for them at graves adorned with offerings of food, candies, liquor, cigarettes, evertything their dead enjoyed while alive. In villages outside the city of Oaxaca near the graves wonderfully decorated with candles, flowers and food, illuminated only by a sea of candles, the families speak quietly with beloved departed souls.