Rebecca Francesca Reuter Puerto
writer, traveler, marine biologist
It was our last tourist destination in Mexico City. The National Palace. We were there to find one of the most amazing collections of murals by the famous Mexican artist, Diego Rivera. If you watched the movie Frida the courtyard of the national palace is in the scene where a young Frida Kahlo brings one... Continue Reading →
Three hours of pure hell. I arrived home from work, just in time to begin ingesting 2 liters, one liter at a time, of a prescription laxative. The flavor and texture was a cross between a rancid lemon and frog slime fresh from a bog. For two hours I had to endure drinking this stuff,... Continue Reading →
Rebecca Francesca Reuter Puerto 