Here’s the exterior door to our apartment.  Note that we are “Foreign Experts.”  That is what the words above the door say in English.    We’re on the first floor, to the left of this door.  You can see some pillows airing on the balcony.  This green door is made of iron bars and is locked by an electronic magnet.  At first I felt like I was in a cage, since all the windows are barred also.  I wondered, in a fire or earthquake, when the power is out, how will we escape?  That’s the old Girl Scout training again, always be prepared. Dear Husband  bought a wrench to use in case of emergency, to loosen the bolts that hold the iron bars in place.  Apparently, there are no emergencies here.

A few days ago, the power was out, and that is when I learned that the magnet in the lock isn’t a magnet when the power is off.  So, no worries, if the power is off, just push that iron door open.  What’s all that stuff on the ground?   Stuff that was on the balcony.  We put it out in hopes it would disappear, and some of it has, but the old interior door remains.    Perhaps we could make a picnic table from it?