We popped in to see the lively residents of the Cemeterio de Recoleta today. It was interesting to see the amount of thought and creativity put into all the different mausoleums. Some were melancholy, with lamenting statues or grim black marble facades, while others seemed more personalized (Oye, Tio! We will miss you!). Some were deteriorating from lack of care, revealing crumbling coffins within arm's reach. Others had fresh flowers within their locked doors. We did visit Eva Peron's crypt, but it was one of the less striking tombs in the place.
It was creepy, particularly the narrower passages, and part of me couldn't help but think what a great venue it would be for one of those hidden camera shows where actors grab at people and shrieking ensues. But overall, it was a peaceful way to spend a few hours enjoying the sunlight on one's face, and a poignant reminder that these pleasant days above ground are fleeting indeed. . .
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