Like any other Sunday night, riding my very cute egg egg scooter back from Tai-Chung back to Nan-Tou. Usually it takes me about 45minutes to get back, but today surely was different. 10minutes after I got off the bridge, my scooter decide to take a break. Unfortunately, the break was literal. I was unable to start the scooter back up. After an hour of attempting in starting my scooter up, I gave up. I was forced to walk my scooter, while hoping that I would get lucky and be able to start the scooter back up later. I guess it just was not my day. I tried starting it back up a couple times, but still no luck. I had to live with the fact that I will have to walk the scooter back to my school. Even though it was going to be a 27km walk, I was not frustrated enough to give up on my beloved scooter and take a taxi home. I sucked it up and started to walk.

At first I was actually having fun. Every time I hit a downward slope, I would start smiling and silently say, “weeee!" although I was having some fun, after 5km the smile on my face was washed away by the sweat dripping off the side of my cheeks, and with my legs feeling like it could use a rest. At that moment, the only thing I could think of was, "when will my stupidly cute scooter start up again." I sat on my scooter and took another dozen of tries in attempting to start it up, but still no reaction from my scooter. I started to get frustrated, and almost gave up on my scooter, but I did not have the heart to do it. Therefore, I stood back up and started to push again.

After a little more walking, a creepy and drunk old man started to talk me, and decided to follow me. I tried to get rid of him, but he just would not leave me alone. Consequently, we walked together for about half an hour and I was actually a bit worried. Not that it was already having a bad day; we then encountered a few guys about my age that looked like gangsters. I tried to pass by them as fast as possible, but the old man decided to talk to them and told them my situation. The young gangster looking group of people stopped me and began surrounding me. At first I was very concerned, but they became really friendly and attempted to fix my scooter. They even went home and grabbed some tools; unfortunately, we had no luck. At the meanwhile, a guy from the group pulled me aside and asked me if I knew the old man. I told him that I did not know the old man; he just started to follow me! The guy then warned that the old man might ask for money, and suggested me to lose him as soon as possible. After the short talk, the both of us tried to get rid of the lot man, but he was not willing to leave us alone. The young man then decided to push me back to my school, that way I could get free from the old man. At first I thought that it was just going to be him that was going to push me back, but it turned out that he invited his whole crew of friends. It was actually pretty cool; I felt like an important person with a horde of body guards. It was crazy how they pushed me back. At first I was thinking that I could just push myself back, I do not really need a bunch of people to push my 47kg scooter. It turned out that I am supposed to sit on my scooter and they will push me with their scooter. How? Well, they had a foot pushing my scooter; it was crazy!

After about half an hour, we finally arrive at my school, I tried to treat the all of them something to drink, but they denied politely. Before they left they told me that the old man almost sold me off for drugs, hence the reason for taking me back to my school. After hearing that, I was even more thankful. Thanks guys!