more cemetery snaps

Increasingly, shop-bought wreaths are bought and placed by the graves, but traditionally, families will construct a timber frame with which to decorate with flowers and food.

It's just impossible to capture the magic of the atmosphere. The air is heady with the scent of marigolds, incence and candle wax. Kids run around excitedly and families cackle away around little bonfires, sipping tequila-spiked apple cider.

I never thought I'd freeze to death in Mexico, but the nights we spent wandering around the cemetery was beyond cold. We were in the mountains, so during the day the sun was sweltering and by night, I'd say the temp would have been below 5 degrees.

The market stalls selling knitted clothing was doing a roaring trade among the frigid, ill-prepared out-of-towners.