Mourners. Revelers. Hipsters. Marigolds. Face painting. Skeletons. Candles. Strangers. Families.
Dia de los Muertos (Day of the Dead) here in San Francisco is unlike any other holiday I’ve ever experienced and is a somber yet celebratory jumble of life and death in the Mission District. Married together are traditional altars for the recently passed, solemn remembrances, and an evening where the community pours into the streets for a loosely organized and highly participatory procession.
Friday night in the Mission is impossible by car anyway, so we hopped on bikes and spent the afternoon and evening indulging in burritos, beer, and then lots of people watching.
Photo Credit: Skeleton Woman | Mark