Saturday: Marina and I went to the 101 and did the tourist thing. She laughed at my utterly miserable French pronunciation and I explained that I took Spanish. The party that night was fun.
Sunday: woke up 3 hours after getting home,
thank you, Amanda, and couldn't go back to sleep. Was hungover and grumpy for most of the day. Amanda was equally bitchy, but did not have the excellent excuse of spending the previous night out partying. Went shopping for various things with Marina. We got lost en route to a pizza place, eventually found it, and devoured some of the best pizza in Taipei. Bought Amanda a cake - Happy Birthday to her.
Monday: overslept - was late to the hair salon where they killed brain cells in order to straighten my hair. Cut, styled, and straightened. Now that I put on make-up semi-regularly, I won't be recognized by my own family.
Tuesday: leaving day. Went to Ximen, ate lunch with Casey, Brianna, and Tim. Casey is leaving Saturday. But she lives nearby in Conn. We're planning to meet up in August in NYC. We missed our train home b/c of a horrendous traffic jam outside the train station. Literally a quarter mile from our destination and we're in bumper to bumper traffic. I couldn't get out and sprint to the station to change our tickets for a later train 'cause I was stuck in the middle between Mette and Amanda. At the station, I changed our tickets miraculously to a later time without having to pay for anything. My trick? A smile. (God I love being in a foreign country.)