Today, I got up at 3:40 so I could meet Jen’s cousin Richard in the lobby of the hotel at 4 AM so we could drive to the course to make our 5:15 tee time. That’s right, I’m golfing Taiwan. Anyway, I was so psyched that I actually woke up on my own at 3:39 AM. Seriously.
By the time we got to the course, the sun was starting to rise and the fog was just beginning to burn off. This was the most scenic course I have ever played. Mountains on one side and the ocean on the other. Incredible. We played with two of Richard’s coworkers and with the four of us playing golf and speaking perfect English (well, they spoke perfect English), I felt right at home.
The most interesting thing about the round was the caddies. Two women drove the cart, tended the pins, picked our clubs and cleaned our balls all day long. And as enticing as it sounds for most of you perverts out there who are imagining some hot young sexxy Asains cleaning my balls, be advised these gals were in their forties and covered head to toe so not as to be ravaged by the sun. Anyway, we had a four-seater golf cart that held four bags and six people. The other three guys in the back, me riding shotgun (the size factor) and one caddy driving with the other hanging off the side. It was awesome. After the round, I came back to the hotel to get cleaned up and take a nap (4 AM wake up call will do that to a man). After the nap, we went to eat dinner at a Dim Sum place in New York New York, a mall so nice, they named it twice. We then bounced over to Taipei 101 to do some book and window shopping, then back to the Shilin Night Market.
By now, it was raining pretty good, and we were the only idiots walking around without an umbrella, but by the time we saw some guy selling them, we were wet and our pride was not yet broken, so we solidered on. Jen found a purse for $6 (don’t tell customs!) and we got some more shaved ice before piling back onto the light rail system to head back to the hotel.
All in all, a fun day.
What’s wrong with Asians in their forties? They have to be younger than you now?
HA! See what I did there? You’re old!
Bob, you are a dirty, dirty boy.
Jen – nice work on the purse!
Did you get a picture of ya’ll hanging out the sides of that cart?
No, unfortunately I didn’t have my camera with me.