Casa Azul – Frida Kahlo and Diego Riviera’s house in Mexico City
The only bone I have ever broken is my big toe. I was blindly texting and tripped over a wonky piece of footpath. Much bleeding, swearing and hobbling ensued; such a small thing but so painful. When Frida Kahlo was 17, she smashed five vertebrae in her lumbar spine. Her house, and the artworks within […]
The rules of the nomad by Greta Lackey
The rules of the nomad By Greta Lackey I thought you were an international jet-setter? A phrase an ‘international jet-setter’ never wants to hear… It’s been nearly one year since my last overseas trip (which was to New Zealand – does that even count?). But it’s actually been about 3 years since I quit my […]
Where am I Wednesday?
Any ideas?
