La Casa Azul


Big fat check on my bucket list: La Casa Azul where Frida Kahlo grew up and later lived together with Diego Rivera. I didn’t have time to see his murals yesterday but I saw the place and some of her most impressive works. The neighbourhood of Coyoacán, is totally different from what I saw yesterday from Mexico City, small houses, not much cars, street vendors selling colourful things, children playing, people sitting on benches drinking “café frio” (beer can wrapped in aluminum), music and lots of different smells and colours. My friends decided to have a mezcal, I sticked to chela, have to chatch a flight now. Going back to Germany.

Tomorrow my sister will be on blog duty, I will be struggeling with arriving.

Großer Punkt auf meiner Wunschliste abgehakt: La Casa Azul wo Frida Kahlo aufgewachsen ist und später mit Diego Rivera gewohnt hat. Ich hatte ja gestern leider nicht das Glück seine murales zu sehen, aber hab dafür heute den Ort, wo sie gewohnt haben und wirklich beeindruckende Arbeiten bewundert. Das Viertel von Coyoacán ist auch ganz anders als Mexiko City Center. Kleine, bunter Häuser, nicht viele Autos, Straßenverkäufer, die ihre Ware anpreisen, Kinder die auf der Straße spielen, Erwachsene, die auf Bänken sitzen und “cafè frio”, also Bierdosen in Alufolie versteckt, trinken, Musik und ganz viele Gerüche und Farben. Meine Freunde haben einen Mezcal getrunken, ich habe mich für eine chela entschieden, muss ja ncoh eine Maschine nehmen. Zurück ins kalte, graue Deutschland.

Morgen wird meine Schwester bloggen. Ich werd zu sehr damit beschäftigt sein anzukommen.

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