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Who Made this Grave | Love in Mexico

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Navigating family and place. The Culture Shock of Coming Home. Who Made this Grave. October 29, 2012. Calaveras de la Catrina. Or simply Catrinas like the delicate ceramic figurines of skeletons in media res made in the campo outside Morelia. They were the living, living dead of Mexico. In time for the Day of the Dead festivities for which Michoacán is famous, my son happened to be just entering the incessant-question stage of toddlerhood. He asked three hundred times a day. Who made this book? In lime a...

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Love in Mexico | Navigating family and place | Page 2

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Navigating family and place. Newer posts →. Good Friday: A Child Meets Jesus in Mexico. April 22, 2011. Who is that man? My son asks as soon as we arrive. The man playing Jesus is wearing a white tunic. There is fake blood on his face. I take a deep breath and leap. Do you remember at Christmastime when we talked about a special baby? My son beheaded one ceramic Baby Jesus out of a Christmas party nativity scene and there were consequences, so he does remember. Why are they hitting? For the length of one...

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loveinmexico | Love in Mexico

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Navigating family and place. Who Made this Grave. October 29, 2012. A few days before the actual Day of the Dead, I picked up my son from his Montessori school and we strolled together down Morelia’s Calzada, a ficus-lined cobblestone pedestrian avenue that stretches from the colonial city’s pink stone aqueduct … Continue reading →. Day of the Dead. Día de los Muertos. The Culture Shock of Coming Home. June 30, 2011. Mexico’s March for Peace with Justice and Dignity. June 5, 2011. June 2, 2011. I am tryi...

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WWW.FORIB.TK: Gringos In Mexico And That Elusive Quest for Authenticity

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Gringos In Mexico And That Elusive Quest for Authenticity. Feature and Above Photo: Fotos Oaxaca. A traveler goes for a ride on a gringo tour bus and comes away with some unexpected observations about authenticity. We piled on the bus like a group of awkward middle-aged kindergarteners, fumbling around and smacking our heads against the plastic TV’s. 8220;One time, in Mexico…” or “In Mexico, they do this…” with that satisfied smack of the captured experience. We got out of the bus in Mitla, blinking, stu...

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February | 2010 | Letters Home

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One's destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things. Archive for February, 2010. New Piece: The Shore Left Behind. February 22, 2010. Take a look at my new little piece on Matador Life — Point Reyes: The Shore Left Behind. It’s about home, and the surprising way certain landscapes can set anchor in us, pulling at us after we’ve left them behind. February 16, 2010. I feel short of words today. So I am re-posting a kind of travel poem from my Matador Travel. I will start to forget your face.

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March | 2010 | Letters Home

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One's destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things. Archive for March, 2010. The Other Side of the World. March 25, 2010. The sun was at its highest when my father and I reached the isolated beach. A small woman sat alone on a piece of driftwood, perfecting the mid-day Indonesian art of doing absolutely nothing. She looked as though she had been sitting there her entire life, staring out at the ocean and the volcanoes beyond Bunaken Island. Is Silas in the ocean? I felt like I should talk...

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June | 2010 | Letters Home

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One's destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things. Archive for June, 2010. June 10, 2010. For the past few weeks, I’ve been out working and living in the Ontario woods, far from the internet. I’ve stopped for a couple days in Toronto to celebrate my birthday, so here’s a post. Hopefully I can get another up soon. Simone Gorrindo is a freelance journalist, poet, and travel writer who can't stay put. The Soul's Final Journey: A Funeral in Tana Toraja. Geotraveler's N…. Subscribe to my blog.

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Riverside Park | Letters Home

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One's destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things. Showcasing Life’s Balance: An Interview with Travel Writer and Photographer Lola Akinmade. The Soul’s Final Journey: A Funeral in Tana Toraja. July 24, 2010. After 2 and a half years in Maryland, 4 months in Indonesia, and 5 weeks in Ontario, I am back in New York, sleeping in a Morningside Heights dining room on a pull out couch. Responses to “Riverside Park”. Feed for this Entry. July 27, 2010 at 2:10 am. Girl, do I ever hear you on th...

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I collect skulls. Some people think it’s creepy… | Joshywashington

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TRAVEL. MEDIA. NINJA. It Takes a Ninja. I collect skulls. Some people think it’s creepy…. I COLLECT SKULLS, AND OTHER INTERESTING BONES…. THE MOST COMMON question people ask when they notice my 8 skulls and various bone decorating my space is,. 8220;Where do you get them? A reasonable question, to be sure. The first skull I ever, um, harvested, was from a cat that I found dead. I took the head, submerged it in bleach for several days and viola! I had a clean skull. I got the huge head, this thing weighed...