We spend the eve of Dia De Los Muertos drinking tequila, eating tacos, and walking through the cemetery of Erongaricuaro, or Eronga for short. It was amazing. I was the only gringa, and I was completely immersed in the culture, and I felt entirely at home. The thing that stood out to me most about Mexico and their holiday of the day of the dead is how much they celebrate life and their loved ones. The culture is so connected and based on family, and I think that is so special.