After another amazing breakfast (I think Mexican breakfast could be the best in the world), we went to visit the Frida Kahlo Museum. I was quite moved by this museum. Her spirit was so great, it really shone through, the place still seems to vibrate with her essence. It was busy but people seemed hushed by the place. Broken body but so full of a love for living. I was never really a huge fan of her work but I was really moved by the stories of her and Diago. All the people they loved and lost. She was in so much pain all her life but it seems she got so much joy and love also.
