Regina and I moved the piano into our new apartment. (We didn’t physcially move it, but hired people who did) Elaine, Regina’s old roommate, had been gracious to keep the piano in her apartment until we had time/resources to move it. With the addition of the piano, we can offically call our home an asian one. =P
The piano was a gift from a friend of ours who recently got married and moved to San Francisco. He didn’t want to take it with him so he gave it to Regina and me. Thanks Taylor Harris!
“Chopsticks” here we come! (Regina can actually play the piano)