Sometimes, in the routine of day to day life here, you can forget that you are in a foreign country. Other times, it becomes apparent that we are living in a very different culture. This morning, I made the two mile walk into town to the Sunday market through the indigenous community of El Batan. As this is a long holiday weekend commemorating the "Day of the Dead", the music and celebrations had continued throughout the night. My excursion into town this morning was like passing through the aftermath of a war zone. Men were passed out and laying on the side of the road.