Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being an abrasive blaster in Douliu is like riding a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window on Zhongshan Rd. I’m like, “Great, another scorcher.” But hey, I’m used to it.
First stop, grab some breakfast at this little joint on Minsheng St. Best soy milk ever! I mean, I could swim in that stuff. I order my usual—fried dough sticks and a big ol’ cup of soy milk. The lady behind the counter knows me. She’s like, “You again?” I laugh, “Yeah, can’t resist!”
So, I’m chowing down, and suddenly, this dude bursts in. He’s all frantic, like he just saw a ghost or something. Turns out, he lost his wallet. I’m like, “Bro, chill. It’s just money.” But he’s all over the place, and I can’t help but feel for him. I mean, I’ve lost my fair share of stuff too.
After breakfast, I head to the job site. It’s on the outskirts, near the Douliu train station. Man, the traffic on Zhongxing Rd. was a nightmare! I’m stuck behind this old lady driving 20 in a 50 zone. I’m like, “C’mon, lady! I got work to do!”
Finally, I get to the site. It’s a mess. Dust everywhere. I suit up, ready to blast away. But then, my compressor decides to throw a tantrum. I’m standing there, fuming. “Really? Today of all days?” I kick it, and it sputters back to life. Thank goodness!
I start blasting, and it’s like therapy. The grit flies everywhere, and I’m in my zone. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up. He’s like, “Mister, can I try?” I’m like, “Dude, this ain’t a toy!” But he’s persistent. So, I let him hold the nozzle for a sec. He’s grinning like he just won the lottery.
Then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, asking if I wanna hit up the night market later. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” Douliu’s night market is legendary. I can already taste the stinky tofu and bubble tea.
But back to work. I’m blasting away, and I see this old building on the corner of Jhongjheng Rd. It’s got character, ya know? I think about how many stories those walls could tell. Makes me a bit sentimental.
Finally, I wrap up the job. I’m covered in dust, but I feel good. I pack up and head to the night market. The vibe is electric! People everywhere, lights flashing. I grab some stinky tofu, and man, it’s as good as I remember. I’m munching away, and I see that kid from earlier. He’s with his family, and he waves at me. I wave back, feeling like a local hero or something.
Then, I spot my buddy. We hit up a few stalls, and I’m just livin’ it up. We laugh, we joke, and I forget all about the stress of the day. Douliu’s got this magic, ya know?
But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I’m talking torrential downpour! Everyone’s scrambling for cover. I’m soaked, but I can’t stop laughing. My buddy’s like, “Dude, we’re gonna drown!” I’m like, “Nah, just a little shower!”
We find shelter under a tent selling pineapple cakes. I’m stuffing my face, and the vendor’s looking at me like I’m crazy. But hey, it’s Douliu! You gotta embrace the chaos.
As the rain eases up, I look around. The streets are glistening, and the air smells fresh. I think about how wild today was. From losing wallets to blasting away dust, to soaking in the rain. Douliu, you never cease to amaze me.
Finally, I head home, exhausted but happy. I crash on my bed, thinking about tomorrow. What’s next? Who knows! But I’m ready for it. Bring it on, Douliu!