Facebook has become my daily and weekly planner, which saves me lots of money that used to go to the Filofax company. Better, my agenda is filled with colorful images. Much more fun to decide which event to attend.
This week, as Halloween and Day of the Dead approach, the distinction between New York metro area and Yucatán couldn’t be more pronounced. As fun as some of our events up here may be, you’re having a much more enjoyable weekend in Mexico. Maybe for me it’s just the newness of everything, but honestly, I also sense that Halloween has lost its punch NOB. Parents are so worried about kids mixing with strangers, or suffocating in their masks, or going too far in their “sexy nurse” costumes. People in their homes worry about who’s knocking at the door after 8 or 9 … some of those masked kids look a little… mature and menacing. This is also the day we wake up to see who tee-pee’d our trees or soaped our cars. The holiday is something a lot of us just want to get past.
What few Yucatán-based Facebook friends I have are really torturing me with events I can’t attend. Seems I’ll be a tad too late to catch the height of the holiday. Something I read earlier gave me the impression that the altars would still be up by the time we arrived, but not I’m hearing otherwise. Too bad. I’ll have to make do with the gringo version (above).