Toward the weekend, I can hang out with my mom and Sandy. We went to visit Grace and Kevin's home in Taichung, on the way to Taichung, picking up uncle Thomas and Sandy. Non stop eating is the preparation for our surfing trip in WaiAu the next day.
I was suppose to wake up at 4am but overslept. Reaching the beach around 6am, it is already crowded with surfers. The waves were excellent after typhoon, clean and aligned nicely., I guess it should be ok for beginners like me. Sandy was trying to use her charm to give me a free surf board, oh well, I refused her good will and duly paid for my board (as I aged, I understand that free stuff usually turns out to be the most expensive). A bit disappointed that the surf board rental shop couldn't send someone to go to the waves with me (I guess I am not as cute as my cousin, and the side effect of getting old is that you don't really want to be miss congeniality under all circumstances, ha ha ha) since the waves looked really scary (they told me they had 2 broken board yesterday).
Putting on the wet suite (I was told the waves was too strong, my bikkini might be washed away) and run to the waves, paddling really hard to get out. It really takes some practice, you have to know when to paddle and when to keep still. I rode a couple of very good waves and drank some mouthful of sea water. Feeling really thirsty, I decided to get back to the shore to take a break. While taking off the wetsuite, I didn't realise my bikini had moved around and my right nipple was completely visible. Oh shit, I put it back to the right position and pretend nothing has happened.
While I was enjoying the waves, the worse thing had happened, my period came. Although I had stuff a tampon hoping for the best (I have waited for the whole week for this surfing...), but the sea water had found its way into my body... And came back out while I left the water. Too embarrassing to stay on (I am really puzzled why I should feel embarrassed, perhaps that's the animal instinct thinking I am dirtying the environment?), I had no choice but packing up and drove home. What a timing.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Going Home (1)
I flew back home and was greeted by non-stop rain for the first 3 days. That wasn't too bad, at least the temperature was pleasant. Spending time in Taipei is always like this: sleep, eat, shop for esentials for my next long excursion away from home, run some errands for my mom (she is so tighted up with my nephew, Golden Pig. A simple task such as my mom's visiting doctor requires full logistic planning. If I am not around, my mom would take the bus to the city center with 2-year old Golden Pig, time the bus schedule so well that my sister in law would jump onto the same bus after work to take over the kid so that my mom is freed to visit her doctor...), have hair cut, get my nails done, go swimming during the day, hang out with Grace, Kevin and XiaoHo for dinner.
The only problem is to have group dinner, if I invite my dad, most people won't turn up. The only solution is to eat in the same restaurant twice. Anyhow, my dad is so happy to be taken out for dinner. He sneaked in the restaurant with a bottle of single malt scotch I bought. We ate, drank and took the taxi home (what a luxurious act... I think the number of times for us to take taxi in Taipei can be counted with my fingers).
My dad is actually a very cute person, though most of the time he is very annoying (I guess he is just very clumsy in expressing himself). His habbit of taking the less capable (including human beings and animals) under his wings pissed off my mom greatly. His recent trophy is a young pigeon. THe pigeon is very strange, he comes every day around 9am and leaves around 4pm. He is not afraid of being touched by anyone in our household. One time, I-lang opened the screen door (with his nose), and the pigeon came into our living room. My mom came back home while my dad was not around (thank god, otherwise there would be a good yelling match) seeing the pigeon walking on her dinning table, she went blistered, caught the pigeon (without any resistence) and so furious, she said to me, she almost wanted to break the pigeon's neck.
She couldn't do it, instead, she tangled the pigeon's wings and threw him over the balcony. It took the pigeon a while to untangle his wings and flapping against the gravity. He still reports to our house 9am every morning.
My dad said that one time he was watching Discovery channel, and the pigeon was hanging out and watching TV with him. One of the scene was a eagle diving down from the sky in the screen, and the pigeon thought that was real, hurrily making his escape and bumped into the glass window. That was really funny.
The only problem is to have group dinner, if I invite my dad, most people won't turn up. The only solution is to eat in the same restaurant twice. Anyhow, my dad is so happy to be taken out for dinner. He sneaked in the restaurant with a bottle of single malt scotch I bought. We ate, drank and took the taxi home (what a luxurious act... I think the number of times for us to take taxi in Taipei can be counted with my fingers).
My dad is actually a very cute person, though most of the time he is very annoying (I guess he is just very clumsy in expressing himself). His habbit of taking the less capable (including human beings and animals) under his wings pissed off my mom greatly. His recent trophy is a young pigeon. THe pigeon is very strange, he comes every day around 9am and leaves around 4pm. He is not afraid of being touched by anyone in our household. One time, I-lang opened the screen door (with his nose), and the pigeon came into our living room. My mom came back home while my dad was not around (thank god, otherwise there would be a good yelling match) seeing the pigeon walking on her dinning table, she went blistered, caught the pigeon (without any resistence) and so furious, she said to me, she almost wanted to break the pigeon's neck.
She couldn't do it, instead, she tangled the pigeon's wings and threw him over the balcony. It took the pigeon a while to untangle his wings and flapping against the gravity. He still reports to our house 9am every morning.
My dad said that one time he was watching Discovery channel, and the pigeon was hanging out and watching TV with him. One of the scene was a eagle diving down from the sky in the screen, and the pigeon thought that was real, hurrily making his escape and bumped into the glass window. That was really funny.
Shower in the Dark
When returning to my small flat in Tokyo after the 11-hour journey, I was still hoping that Tokyo electricity company would show some mercy not cutting out my power supply (I only missed the payment for June, but I did pay for July and the direct deposit has been set up from August onward).
I was indeed too naive, over-estimated the flexibility of Japanese company (why they couldn't pay off the outstanding June balance with the July payment?). I first cleared out the stuffy mail box and found 8 angry payment request mails. Gee, that's not good. Opening my door, the automatic light in the interlock didn't lit up, shit, they really cut out the electricity. I had shut down my fridge, even the washlet when I left for Amsterdam 8 weeks ago, shutting down the electricity didn't really cause me too much trouble. I try to comfort myself...
It was Sunday that I landed, although I really want to make the payment, I have to go to one of their branches to sort out the payment on business hours, which is only available on Monday to Friday, 8am to 5pm.
Life without electricity is not too bad when there is daylight to show me the way around my apartment, the only problem is to take a shower in the dark bathroom. I ran out to buy the flashlight, carefully positioning it in my bathroom, I took a shower in the dim. I was actually cracking up, this is such an interesting experience. If there is anything, I think that's the shame I felt about not to pay my bills on time (believe me, that's really stressful), pondering what I should do tomorrow when paying off the bill. When the night falls, I used my hotpot stove to cook some hotwater and made the instane soup. Not a problem to fall asleep, there wasn't much to do.
I was indeed too naive, over-estimated the flexibility of Japanese company (why they couldn't pay off the outstanding June balance with the July payment?). I first cleared out the stuffy mail box and found 8 angry payment request mails. Gee, that's not good. Opening my door, the automatic light in the interlock didn't lit up, shit, they really cut out the electricity. I had shut down my fridge, even the washlet when I left for Amsterdam 8 weeks ago, shutting down the electricity didn't really cause me too much trouble. I try to comfort myself...
It was Sunday that I landed, although I really want to make the payment, I have to go to one of their branches to sort out the payment on business hours, which is only available on Monday to Friday, 8am to 5pm.
Life without electricity is not too bad when there is daylight to show me the way around my apartment, the only problem is to take a shower in the dark bathroom. I ran out to buy the flashlight, carefully positioning it in my bathroom, I took a shower in the dim. I was actually cracking up, this is such an interesting experience. If there is anything, I think that's the shame I felt about not to pay my bills on time (believe me, that's really stressful), pondering what I should do tomorrow when paying off the bill. When the night falls, I used my hotpot stove to cook some hotwater and made the instane soup. Not a problem to fall asleep, there wasn't much to do.
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