It being a saturday, we sort of felt we should walk downtown to see how it looks. The extension of the boardwalk ran through the hotel grounds, about 30 steps below us, and the city is north side so we didn't have the extra kilometer through the hotel grounds. We gathered up what money we had, which couldn't have been much, being a week old, and I don't remember we brought any DEM with us. The girls understood the situation and weren't demanding. Had enough for icecream and a Lennon-style shades for Go. The change we got was a wad of banknotes thicker than a finger. By the time we went back to the room, we had a thick heap of nearly worthless money. When we get home, it will be completely worthless.
She brought the acupuncture needles, just in case, and a patient found itself - Brata. Don't remember the ailment, nor whether it lasted. Couple of sessions here, maybe a couple more after the return. We called him later, among ourselves, the thickskin. He was the only patient whose skin has bent a needle.