This was my first 33 degree skate day, without much shade. Last night we dashed to 彰化 for the weekend to hang out with the family andfor her to do some shopping. I woke up late and had an elaborate lunch. The forecast said 80% thunderstorms all afternoon, so I just went to the round curbs, because it's right outside the front door. I learned a few new slappy things and eventually made the trek up the hill, since the sky stayed clear of rain. It didn't stay clear of pm2.5, but that's Taiwan. Noone was skating at the DIY spot, so all the ramps and rails and so on were chained up. So I went to the grey curbs and kept skating curbs. The spot is a 300m long pair of painted curbs with plastic coping on the corner. I've been progressively waxing the length of them for years. Today was a good day for waxing, and this activity drew a crowd. Nothing attracts people in Taiwan like other people, so pretty soon I had families semi-hostile faces glaring at me. It was a chorus of hocking and spitting (I'm guessing the pollution encourages that here, since I'm pretty sure they weren't chinese tourists). They liked ** *********, and ** **s, and especially *********s, and broke their angry blank expressions to cheer when I landed any of those, but they didn't seem to care about me landing my first ***** ******* ** **********. Oh well. Then I bombed the hill back home, but I left early, so traffic was a lot heavier than anticipated, and at one moment, I tried to run it out, like a coward. This isn't usually advisable. Now my knee hurts. Fuck it. Time for yakitori.
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