It was like a family reunion. The first report that the bridge had unexpectedly reopened came from mw. The rumour grew. Seemingly too good to be true, I let the reports collect, from various field agents. Having finished work at a reasonable 15:00, I got off the MRT a stop early and walked by with a suit and briefcase. The gates of heaven had indeed reopened. No explanation needed. I was there within 15 minutes. The family reunion grew and grew until the bridge was so thick with skaters that it was impossible to actually skate. A new flemish guy and AC (maybe the best style I've ever seen) were there, but so were dozens of old friends. The AWCO came, with IS and gnarlyt. The prince and his friend showed up too. The session was good for me, on one hand, because I got 52! which is a very large number. I also got more of my old tricks there, but ** **** wasnt happening and my back is going to regret the slams that I put into it trying. A slew of people I didn't know were also there. And then even more people. and more people. It was like a skate moshpit.
I'm rarely mesmerized by someone else's skating. I just like to watch people I care about pushing themselves. But I didnt know AC before. He had a floaty kind of effortless style that you can fake with any kind of poses after landing the trick or whatnot. He didn't skate particularly fast, or do particularly technical tricks (although he was head and shoudlers above the skating I've seen in person here). I showed him IronMike's hometown spot, and he knew where it was, because they're from the same country.
Anyway, the lights went out and we went to bargur king. Well, they did. I beered up. Then the visitors from china complained about how horrible china is. Then I lost my patience and pushed off into the night and was happy to see that at least IS had coem along, but it turned out a whole crew had taken the plunge. I was just the first lemming.
We went north to the pink volcano. It's a fucking hard spot to skate because the tiling. We charged up the sidewalk to it, and gt had his greatest moments that I've seen him skate, excepting maybe the gap at yuanshan. IS skated the volcano a totally different way, and then p got all japanesey about it, until he had a lil slam. At the core, this is why I love skating street. A whole crew of people at various levels of skill but who all approach the spot in a competely different way. Some rode ubikes to the next spot because they are of weak moral fiber, but the rest of us skated. At the north end of the orange line is a sharp left hook with a flat and some grindy curbs and a manny pad. We got one beer into the spot and security came out, a first in four years of skating there.
He was an old man, probably accustomed to chasing off hobos pissing in bushes. We surrounded him, skateboards in hand. He put his hands together and laughlingly asked us to please reconsider skating the manny pad, and could we maybe think about just grinding the granite stairs instead? We appologized for teh inconvenience and headed towards home. They all ducked into the mrt and I beered up and eventually ended up home.
No comments:
Post a Comment