In the quiet villages near Puebla, the Day of the Dead takes on a breathtaking form. Here, altars can reach over three meters high — towering tributes built only when a loved one has passed that year. Some are so intimate they’re placed inside family homes, never meant for spectacle.
This isn’t about tourism. It’s about memory, grief, and beauty woven together in white fabrics, candles, and symbolic offerings.
We never share exact locations publicly. Each visit is arranged with the family’s permission, and every step you take supports the people who keep these powerful traditions alive.