Going Home (2)

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.