I think when I die I want my ashes scattered at sea. Or off the top of a mountain.
The idea of being buried in a crypt or some spooky cemetery with an elaborate gravestone conjures images that don’t equate resting in peace.
With that said, however, I share Lia’s fascination with graveyards, and when I was in Argentina in January I visited the infamous La Recoleta Cemetery in Buenos Aires.
Most people flock there to visit Eva Perón’s grave, which is actually quite anticlimactic as it is very understated. (I also don’t get the cultural obsession with her).
La Recoleta is large and is laid out to feel like city blocks. Large mausoleums hold past Argentinean presidents, cultural figures and other wealthy aristocrats.
Some of these structures are incredibly ornate and extremely impressive. You can’t help but feel reverence, and national pride exudes everywhere.
If I had to choose my favorite from the thousands of gravestones, this would be it.
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