Spreading the Love and the Disease

Although I was still under the weather, I couldn't stand it, so I went out to the infamously closed new skatepark. It's completed, but our government hasn't had the time to do a health and safety check, so it's officially closed. There were about a dozen people skating it today. It's the first park I've skated in 20 years.

To my delight, Brake and Britfilmer were there. They are both leaving Taiwan soon. If I don't see them again here in the next few days, I don't know how long it will be. 

After a few runs, I felt like collapsing, but after the MRT ride, I felt like skating again. Since my transfer stop is at the bridge anyway, I went by for a minute. After a minute, I was so tired I couldn't really skate anymore. I went home to do chores. I got angry, and went up to 圓山 to skate some flatground, in order to avoid a temper tantrum. In the future, I will remember that razortail and trying new tricks is not the most effective way to avoid tantrums. At least half of my left shin is shaved. Like all skate injuries, I'm proud of what it represents.