San Lázaro General Cemetery

San Lazaro Cemetery in La Antigua Guatemala

Without further ado, I present to you the main entrance to the San Lázaro General Cemetery as requested by some of you, over and over and over again; especially Sompopo. Come on people, you should have that necrophilia in check.

I subscribe to Woody Allen’s point of view when it comes to death.

I am not afraid of death, I just don’t want to be there when it happens. —Woody Allen
I don’t want to achieve immortality through my work. I want to achieve it through not dying. —Woody Allen

This photograph marks the beginning of the San Lázaro Cemetery series. I know Friday is a weird day to start a series, but since most people visit the cemetery on the weekends, I guess it’s okay. I have to warn you about the series though. This cemetery is not exceptional and quite frankly a little boring since it is mostly white. So, don’t expect any extraordinary or exotic shots.

On a different subject, what’s up with all those santos and santas. I am beginning to get a little tired, you know: Santiago, San Miguel, San Pedro Las Huertas, Santa Ana, San Antonio, San Francisco, San José, San Bartolo, San Juan del Obispo, San Cristobal, Santa Clara, Santa Lucí­a, and on and on and now San Lázaro. If L.A. was funded as “El Pueblo de Nuestra Señora la Reina de los Ángeles del Rí­o de Porciúncula,” I guess “Antigua” could have a similar names except that instead of Ángeles we would have Santos. Then, some people would feel compelled to abbreviate the name as L.S.

Why do you think they named this cemetery as San Lázaro?

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  • Looking forward to this one Rudy. Thanks.

    I have always like this quote:
    Boy, when you’re dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a g****m cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you’re dead? Nobody. ~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye, 1945

  • From what I can gather
    San Lazaro, or Saint Lazarus, was considered a healer saint.

  • Pirata Cojo

    “Quiero cuando me muera,
    sin patria pero sin amo,
    tener en mi losa un ramo,
    de flores y una bandera.

    José Martí

  • lazrus that was raised from the dead. me and sister would like to be there. we like pokeing around in cemeterys.

  • Hmm…what to say. It looks peaceful. Actually, this curious cemetery entrance reminds me of a park shelter. Is this typical?

  • Sompopo, The Cather in the Rye was one of my favorites books in college. From Salinger to Bukowski the jump was easy.

    Pirata Cojo, no termino de admirar cuanta poesía tan hermosa y profunda produjo el autor de La Niña de Guatemala. Mirá la entrada de hoy dónde te he dejado el poema hecho canción.

    Patsy, Lazarus raised from the dead, so I guess the name seems appropriate.

    Coltrane, it is an extraordinary cemetery for sure. I am not sure what to make of it.

  • vero

    The cemetery in la zona 3 is worth checking out. It’s a weird blast into the past. One of the mausoleums is in the shape of a pyramid. I think it use to be a cemetery for the well-to-do back in the day.

    On a personal note: Cemetery’s make me feel uncomfortable. I don’t like the idea of bodily remains buried underground in a coffin. My mother’s husband visits his relatives’ graves and talks to them. I guess a lot of people do that and they do it a lot in the movies. I, on the other hand, don’t feel the need to visit a cemetery. It is more important to carry the memory of that person with me everywhere I go. Cemetery’s just remind me that my love ones are gone and are never coming back, especially since they are now buried 6 feet under.

    I apologize for this morbid comment, although, it is appropriate for the subject we’re discussing.