King of the Moss Pole

That cracked sliding glass door was practically an open invitation! I slipped through the gap and marched straight into the open breeze on the balcony. Right in the sunniest corner sat a massive terracotta pot with a leafy monstera that looked like a slice of Kongo Bongo Island. I didn't hesitate for a second. Clamping both arms around the rough coco-fiber moss pole, I hauled my plush self up branch by branch until I was perched right above a giant fan-shaped leaf. Looking out past the metal railing with the warm air all around, this ape finally found his rightful canopy!