OK, maybe not the key to Bangkok. Maybe just the key to my apartment: I needed a copy made. So I ventured out to the local mini-hardware store/streetside key copying dude:
Here is the strip of street food stalls in which the key man is located, for context. Bananas, grilled meats, little sweet treats, iced coffee and tea, plus keys!:
Today's bonus: photos of the week's crazy rain as seen from our apartment balcony. First, a day storm:
And a dusk storm approaching:
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