It’s heereeee…..it’s that time of year where I go dark into the depths of the afterlife, to wander in cemeteries around the world. I really don’t know what possesses me, but I’m drawn to cemeteries as I travel. And no, this isn’t some weird Goth thing, nor am I the type of person who likes haunted houses or goblins. In fact, I’m pretty terrified of scary things. I used to cry outside haunted houses begging my family to not make me go inside, but they made me go anyway (good parenting). I still to this day at the age of 46 don’t watch scary movies after I was traumatized by Children of the Corn when I was in grade school. But for some reason cemeteries are different to me.
Cemeteries are not about being creepy or frightful, they are like a library for the imagination. Wandering cemeteries around the globe, reading headstones, thinking about the lives of the people there; my mind wanders into a thousand stories. It’s therapeutic, not scary.
As I wandered the globe this year, I always made special stops for cemeteries whenever I could. They ignite my creativity and I love the solitude. Some people like to unplug at the beach and sunbath, I like to wander in cemeteries; to each her own. Here are some of my favorites from this year’s travels.
I Brake for Cemeteries
More than once this year I found myself on road trips, suddenly slamming on the brakes, backing up or turning around, to go back and investigate a cool looking cemetery.
Highway 1 RIP
During my Northern California Road Trip I found myself mesmerized by a glowing, rickety fence as I was driving out to the lighthouse to catch the sunset. I stopped and turned around, parked along the side of the road, and explored this beautiful old cemetery with its wood fence at sunset instead. After all, we’ve all seen lighthouse sunsets a million times, but cemetery sunsets – well…they other-worldy.
I also came across this beauty while on that same trip. It was perched out on the coastal cliffs of the Mendocino Coast on Highway 1 near Westport. The wind was howling like a werewolf that day and I parked to go walk around the cemetery hoping I wouldn’t blow off the side of the cliff. I just couldn’t stop thinking about what a beautiful view these people had.
Hiking Through Cemeteries
In Spain I found myself doing a lot of hiking this year, and when you hike, you are bound to come across cemeteries. I always check the gate to see if they are open, and they usually are. Creeeeeeeekkkkkk, the gates are always rusty, maybe due to the sea air, but it adds to the ambiance. I found them in Girona, and in the cute down of Cadaques while hiking through. But my favorite was cemetery I found was in Castello d’Empúries, an old medieval town I was walking through in Catalonia. I went out of my way to go see it when I saw it mentioned on the map, and when I got there it was completely empty. It was huge and had clearly grown over the years. Some parts were neat and beautifully kept up and some were crumbling. I loved seeing the differences in tombs and upkeep. But for some reason the place touched me – especially the grave of David Busser who passed in 1994. He had such an old run down grave with stenciled writing that I didn’t really understand, leaving my mind go wild with stories.
Outside of Spain, while hiking around Block Island Rhode Island in New England, I came across this cemetery on a hill with two little lone trees. The overall setting of this landscape and crooked looking cemetery is what caught my eye and drew me away from the local farmers market I was supposed to be at and instead. I found myself wandering through gravestones instead; sometimes cemeteries have a special pull I can’t ignore.
Cemetery in the City
They say that New York is a city that never sleeps, but cemeteries are all about sleep. You don’t find many of them in the heart of NYC, as it’s prime real estate for the living. I was surprised when I was walking through the East Village on a photo assignment and came across Marble Cemetery with a perimeter of apartment buildings. It was locked and I was unable to get in to wander; however, I did stand there with my face pressed against the iron gate taking it all in. I couldn’t help but wonder what it was like to live in one of the apartments that looked out over this little city cemetery.
A Canadian Chinese Ghost Town
“Would you like to see the Ghost Town?” our guide asked. Immediately I lit up…yes – of course the answer is always yes when it comes to seeing old abandoned places!
In this odd historic tale dating back to 1858, gold fever had gripped the Cariboo Chilcotin Coast area of BC Canada. At the forks of the Quesnel and Cariboo Rivers, was one of the biggest, rowdy gold camps on the entire west coast with over 5,000 people in the 1860’s. However as transportation lines changed, people moved further north and the thriving little town of Quesnel Forks was left behind. It then became a thriving Chinese community with over 200 people living there, still mining and doing business. During the 1920’s most of the mines closed and it was abandoned in 1956. The area is slowly being restored and the buildings are being rescued from a slow death in the soil. While I visited the region during my recent grizzly bear trip, we went to visit the abandoned site (now labeled a ghost town).
The old cabins and stores full of broken windows were fascinating, but my real love was visiting the Quesnel Forks Cemetery. On the far right side of the fenced off cemetery was the Chinese section giving the cemetery a real ‘worldly’ feel. However when you look closely, you’ll see many of the Chinese graves dug up. Due to the Chinese belief that the soul could not rest, and was doomed to wander the earth until the person’s bones were returned to the birthplace in China, there was a large effort put in place in the 1920’s to move the bones and remains back to China to ultimately rest in peace.
So I didn’t see a grizzly bear on that trip to BC, but I did see a ghost town and a cool cemetery…a pretty decent trade off.
As you travel the world, be on the lookout for cemeteries, they will most certainly be a window into the culture you are visiting. But it will also be a window into your own creativity and curiosity too!
Read my other annual cemetery posts:
An Island of the Dead
Wandering Through Cemeteries
Berlin’s Jewish Cemetery Tells a Story
Cemetery Angel
Cemetery Travels
Follow my Travels.
It’s heereeee…..it’s that time of year where I go dark into the depths of the afterlife, to wander in cemeteries around the world. I really don’t know what possesses me, but I’m drawn to cemeteries as I travel. And no, this isn’t some weird Goth thing, nor am I the type of person who likes haunted houses or goblins. In fact, I’m pretty terrified of scary things. I used to cry outside haunted houses begging my family to not make me go inside, but they made me go anyway (good parenting). I still to this day at the age of 46 don’t watch scary movies after I was traumatized by Children of the Corn when I was in grade school. But for some reason cemeteries are different to me.
Cemeteries are not about being creepy or frightful, they are like a library for the imagination. Wandering cemeteries around the globe, reading headstones, thinking about the lives of the people there; my mind wanders into a thousand stories. It’s therapeutic, not scary.
As I wandered the globe this year, I always made special stops for cemeteries whenever I could. They ignite my creativity and I love the solitude. Some people like to unplug at the beach and sunbath, I like to wander in cemeteries; to each her own. Here are some of my favorites from this year’s travels.
See where a stopped for cemeteries this year around the world – some may surprise you…
By Joan Albertson. October 26, 2016 - 9:30 am
Hope u went to the many cemeteries in Hawaii. So very interesting.
By Sherry October 27, 2016 - 8:02 am
Hi Joan – yes I did! I wasn’t in Hawaii last year – but previous years I normally have some pics of Hawaii cemeteries in my collection. Hope you are well!
By Emily October 26, 2016 - 9:38 am
If you ever have the opportunity, Hollywood Cemetery in Richmond, VA is spectacular. On the cliffs of the might James River, is like a park – twisting roads, gnarly trees, mausoleums, wrought iron – thousands of Civil War soliders and three presidents buried there. I bring a book and read there sometimes.
By Sherry October 27, 2016 - 8:02 am
Oh – that weirdly sounds very cool. I love gnarly trees in cemeteries. I’ll keep it on my list – thanks for letting me know!
By Darlene Foster October 26, 2016 - 10:48 am
I too love visiting cemeteries when I travel and I have seen some amazing ones. Like you, I wonder about the folks residing there. Even as a child, I would rather visit the local cemetery than play baseball or go to the park. Some say I am weird but that´s OK. Some of these cemeteries have made their way into my books.
By Sherry October 27, 2016 - 8:03 am
I love it! Do you have a favorite Darlene?
By Steve October 26, 2016 - 11:03 am
I like to go to county churches and walk through their cemeteries. Since this part of the country wasn’t settled until the early 1800’s it’s a challenge to try to find the oldest graves. I’m always struck, too, by the number of infants.
There are also several family cemeteries in my area. Some are maintained well but many aren’t. Sometimes family members who live in another state will learn about a cemetery and come and clean it up. But what usually happens is that after they leave it reverts back to being grown over with grass and weeds.
By Sherry October 27, 2016 - 8:00 am
What part of the country are you in Steve? Yes – I think cemeteries just remind us that nothing is permanent.
By Nailah Hayward October 26, 2016 - 1:31 pm
I’m a big fan of visiting cemeteries too. I just got back from a trip to Curacao where I saw a lot of cemeteries that I will definitely visit on my next trip when I have a bit more time. Tightly packed, colorful and surrounded by a high stone wall so I could only see the cross tops of the crypts…I’m definitely curious to see inside.
By Sherry October 27, 2016 - 8:01 am
I love colorful cemeteries – you don’t find many of them. I love the ones in New Orleans – if you ever have a chance – go!
By Steve October 27, 2016 - 8:23 am
Sherry,I am in mid-Missouri.
That should read “country” rather than “county” churches.
By Susan Stephens October 28, 2016 - 1:32 pm
My husband and I are cemetery lovers as well. We’ve been to New Orleans 3 times (some of the most interesting in the world) and each time we make a point to visit at least 1-2 cemeteries. We love to photograph angels in cemeteries, and NOLA has a replica of the famous “weeping angel.” I also get a kick out of visiting pioneer cemeteries…they are utterly fascinating!
By Sherry October 28, 2016 - 6:57 pm
When I was in NOLA I didn’t see the wheeping angel! Another reason to go back! I love the angel in the Rome Testaccio cemetery – I wrote a whole article about her.
By Jane October 30, 2016 - 3:11 am
Love Spanish necropoli … they have a life to them that ordinary cemeteries back home simply don’t. Love the ambition and passion that put into those places of rest!
By Sherry November 3, 2016 - 6:11 pm
I agree – I love the Spanish cemeteries!
By Golden triangle tour 6 days November 7, 2016 - 8:27 am
Great place and statues are looking so goo. so stunning photos you shared of that beautiful palce.
By Humayun Kabir November 17, 2016 - 3:46 am
Filling a little bit fear to see this beautiful picture.
By Jeniffer Page November 17, 2016 - 5:43 am
Everyone have to go one day. Quite a place and the photography is very good
By Padma Holidays September 29, 2020 - 3:21 am
What a fantastic post you shared. Thank you so much for sharing this post