We stopped in a homey looking pharmacy and the woman told E that she probably didn't need antibiotics if she didn't have a fever but there was a Chinese Doctor around the corner, "he's a real doctor." She assured us.
And he was. He gave E a half (torn) piece of lined paper and told her to fill out her name and address and then he took her into his office. She did indeed have a fever! She left with an RX and hope for the future. We both agreed if we lived here he would be our regular doctor.
After that we ate Lombardi's Pizza! It is as good as the sign says - the best in the world. And after that I tried to buy a water at a street vendor with a twenty dollar bill and the guy looked at me like I just showed him a naked picture of his mother.
Small bills. Tomorrow I will carry more small bills.
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