This is a picture of "Immaculate Conception Basilica", in Mazatlan Mexico. It is one of the oldest and most beautiful chapels in Mazatlan.

During Christmas break, when my two friends, Jamie and Mike, and myself went down to Mexico, we decided to go into the old town. Right in the center of town was this big, beautiful chapel. There were many people around it observing it's beauty just like us. We walked up the front stairs and toward the door. Walking in to the chapel there was colorful painting on the walls and ceiling and semi-large windows near the roof letting in light. There were many people sitting on the benches and a priest up at the front saying a prayer. We all sat down and decided to listen to the priest speak soft words in spanish.

I looked down the isle to see the front of the church I noticed a casket just below the priest. In awe, I nudged Jamie on the arm and pointed to the front of the building. I knew exactly when he saw the casket because his eyes widened. "Ohmigod! Kayla, we are not supposed to be in here"

I started to laugh and new he was right, but it was anything but the right time to leave. Just as the the priest said "take a moment in silence" Jamie stood up and the bench made a loud creaky noise. At this point I was really starting to laugh so I knew I had to get out of there as well. Standing up I grabbed Mike by his shirt and said that we needed to go. Mike, not knowing what was going on, followed us out the door.

Outside Jamie and I explained that it was a funeral. Mike in disbelief kept saying "no it wasn't!" while Jamie and I laughed.

Walking down the stairs from the church, we saw the herse that was there for the funeral. Jamie and I both looked at Mike only to here him say "WHAT THE HELL!!! we were just in a mexican funeral!".