Things are back in order, but the ********s were a lot less magic. Maybe it was having worked for 11 hours before hand. The bridge was just right, like baby bear's porridge. About a dozen universally friends were there, including mw and dthep and a Taipei og who I guess i'll name sanchongc (tradition forbids a nickname the first time I meet people but since I know so much about this guy, I ll forgo such formalities).
I went because a language exchange friend had a skateboard in her picture. She'll have to wait to get a name though, but I expect her to. The brothersczech were also there (not actual brothers but they might be the best skaters I've ever seen in person). They skated as expect, and have been adopted fully into skate society by us natives. it doesn't hurt that inaddition to ripping around with the least effort, they re also both genuinely friendly guys.
I tried to teach the new girl how to push and turn in the back. She tried to teach me some new words.
It was a low key session, marked by the ripping of my favorite pair of camo skate shorts. I feel naked skating with no camo on. At least I still have my black hoody.
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