I've set up my tiny shop in our one-month-for-free serviced apartment. All the furniture here is made of cane, tinged a fake sun-bleached blue. I am sitting on a cane couch, my laptop is perched on a cane side-table. I tell myself that I'm the Professor, but like Mary-Ann I keep hopping up to the cane fridge for a glass of iced tea, which I sip standing at the cane bar. Also like Mary-Ann, I'm wearing the cutest little 1960s tie-in-the-front bikini.
Yesterday we visited the aquarium, and here is a photo of me smiling nervously next to a giant fish: