We thought we would miss the festivities, which just shows how much we still have to learn about Mexico.My husband, Peter, and I arrived in San Miguel de Allende on the 2nd of November.“It’s too bad we’ll miss the Day of the Dead,” I told Peter when he made reservations. I knew a little about the Day of the Dead. I’d seen the elaborate skeleton costumes and the cemeteries filled with flowers and families. I figured it would be all over.But when we arrived, the streets were festooned with streamers, and there were bright orange Mexican marigolds decorating every doorway.