CDMX - 2

Today I used real (not Uber) public transprotation for the first time. I got an MI card at the subway station and we rode the subway to Coyoacan to see Frida Khalo's museum and house, the Casa Azul where she lived most of her life. We met a frustrated Californian who got scammed by buying a fake ticket and he was not let in, but actually he took it quite easy.

Just a short walk away, Trotsky’s house is preserved as the place where he lived in exile in 1939–1940 and where he was assassinated in 1940. I didn't take photos there, but did read some intersting stories about how he and his whole family were slowly killed by Stalin's mercenaries. Since we were in the vicinity of the Coyoacan Market we went there for lunch. It turns out Oaxaca also has a variation of mole, so I ate Emoladas Oaxacanas with chicken:

From Coyoacan Market we took an Uber to see the MUAC, museum for modern art hosted on the university campus. One of the exhibits was the work and collection of Marta Palau, who escaped Franco to CDMX. To be honest I was more impressed by her collection than by her own art.

Other exhibits were very political, to which I lacked the background.