My new home
Yesterday I moved out of my lovely temporary apartment and into my own place. It has been nice to take things out of my suitcases with the intention of leaving them out for good. My landlord is Cambodian/French so the language barrier isn't so bad. Between my broken french and her and her semi-english we can communicate pretty well.
This morning I woke up to the sound of something on a tin roof. I looked out my bedroom window to see a family of Monkeys less than 15 feet away. Then as I was having breakfast this morning I saw the monkeys hanging out on my balcony. So far I think it’s cute having monkeys around, but I’m told the novelty wears off fast.