Taiwan doesn't like me.

So I have now officially decided that I do like Taiwan, but Taiwan doesn't like me. On Thursday I got to expierence the Taiwanese hospital. I found out just how much power, Nigel ,(the name of my scooter) has. I accelerated a little too much, and instead of breaking I chose to grip the accelerator and speed up even more. Unfortunately there happened to be the post office wall in front of me and I slammed into it. I managed to stay on the moped, but my leg got caught somewhere and got the brunt of the impact. I looked over my body and spotted my leg and immediatly got woozy...I thought I was going to pass out. Poor sarah was trying to figure out what to do with the packages she was going to send, and keep me puking our lunch everywhere. So we hopped on her scooter and made it to the hospital. That was interesting. I walked in, as Sarah was parking. I showed them my wound, but couldn't seem to get anyone to do anything. I was about to scream, "HELLO...IS THIS A HOSPITAL?!!" Then a nurse came up and took me, I tried to tell her what happened...trying my best motions for crashing a scooter..but she didn't seem to care. A man came back to me...tbe doctor..I assumed. He looked at my leg and started throwing some acid skin burning substance on my leg...I almost punched him. So he asks for my health insurance and guess what?! I don't have it...HESS has yet to give me my card. So I was given the option of either getting stiches and paying up the rear for it, or just getting it bandaged. So I took the second choice. First, I'm a baby and wasn't about ready to get stitches. Second, I figured he wouldn't be giving me this choice if the stiches were NEEDED.

I had to drive Nigel home...luckily my little basket on the front of my scooter took most of the beating. My main issue now is changing my gauze and not run screaming. Everything was healing fine. But today I went to the beach with a few people. I was stripping down to my suit, running to the beach when Johan yelled out "OWWW"..he was stung by a jellyfish. That stopped me dead in my tracks. Aaaaaaa...one of my biggest fears. I hate those things...they're so creepy and mean. So I sadly walked back to my mini towel and sat there glumly...letting my fear get the best of me. So everyone else swam and I got bored and began to explore the beach some more. So I walked down the rocky beach...up and down. I ended up running into some guys who were snorkeling, and they kept trying to get me in the water. I refused....but finally realized..THIS IS STUPID...everyone is swimming and only one person has been stung, and he was still out swimming. So I triumphed my fear and threw on the snorkeling gear, jumped into the water and started to kick..then...my arm began to sting..then my stomach...then my legs!! I jumped out of the water as fast as I could, unfortunatly I still had the flippers on, and fell flat on my face, on a big old rock...yea. So needless to say..i now have whip lash like stripes up and down my arm and legs. Thus the title of this post..Taiwan hates me. No, but things have been looking up. Despite the fact that I'm still uncertain about my job, I've been having a great time on the weekends. The cloud is lifting over Taiwan and the past couple of days have been sunny and beautiful. Everyday I'm amazed at the scenerey that is only 5 kilometers from me. I really am in a great spot...when it's not raining. Anyway, that's it. My wake up phone call was quite entertaining this morning. Thanks for the laughs..Aunt Karen, Aunt Barb, Mom, Dad. Miss you.