新埔 Day Market

is the best market in Taipei. It's barely a lane wide, but they fit six people and three scooters under the plastic rain shields, for about half a km. It's like a bowling lane, covered with the giant green plastic that my grandmother used to wear on her visor caps. It's full of the most beautiful fish and chicken and pork and vegetables and fruit and shoes and clothes and brickabrack that I have ever seen. I walk through it everyday, up once and down once, on the days I work in 新埔. Today I bought a cheap sack of pineapple and a cheap sack of very, very buttery chicken. I immediately had gastrointestinal zika, but I suspect it was from the shitty starbucks mayonnaise that I had on a sandwich for breakfast during my class. I spent the rest of the day listening to the pouring rain and fucking around at home. I am unbelievably sore, two days later, from learning a new switch trick. Tomorrow night, I'm slated to skate and drink with teacherkris and RJ under the bridge, so I hope I wake up less sore.