I warmed up at the bridge and met up with tk and ccc. Some other guys were there too, including some young uns, one of whom learned *********s on the little rail in the back. I was really proud of him. Skating isnt really about learning new tricks in a skatepark, but that was emotionally satisfying for me to watch him accomplish. Also, I got a new one myself. Noone could go out street skating, but as it was chillly and windy and perfect, I went on my own. I cruised the blocks around the bridge for a minute in my stupras, which are the worst shoes ever made (i gave the bircas a skyburial near the front of the bridge). I found another bridge near the real bridge, and it has granite curbs on manny pads all down the length of it. After a light waxing, they were slappying pretty nicely. when the real bridge gets boring on a rainy day, i'm going to be back to this spot for sure.
I went up and down and all around central Taipei until fatigue got me. Then I painted up a new deck.
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