Lizzie with Filipino money.
The shower set up. That little white box is the hot water heater.
Cooking amenities
Kitchen/Living Room
On the 5th floor. No elevator.
Courtyard with man.
The building across from ours (the other half of this apartment complex).*
Lizzie's exhausted by this trip. She's upstairs in the apartment, drooling onto the couch. I've been able to wake her for dinner (bow tie pasta and Del Monte sauce from a plastic pouch) but that's about it. When I do rouse her, she looks at me funny, as if her eyes can't quite focus. I better get back up to her.
