Yes, as many of you I was also focussed on the World Championship Footbal in South Africa for the past month. I had a feeling this could be OUR World Championship. And it would be a special one as my old time hero Giovanni van Bronckhorst was playing his last games, last minutes on the field. And he enjoyed me this summer.
It all started in the group fase. Aming and his office had arranged some kind of basement what would be used as our home to watch all the games. It was pretty usefull for us that the first game started at 19:30 in the evening, just after work. The second one started at 22:00 and the last one was a real taugh one 2:30 in the
morning. I missed a couple of those, just because I was too tired to keep my eyes open. But ofcourse the Dutch matches were my priority. We started against Denmark, which was special as my good friend Dewi's husband is from Denmark. Then it was Japan, as you might know there are a lot of Japanese people here and even the Taiwanese cheer for the Asian teams, so it was an important one. And then we were already through but still had Cameroon to come. What followed was Slovakia and then it was one of the greatest Brazil. I persuaded Aming to go with me to watch this game. We found a bar (sports bar) which was pretty nice. We gathered around some more friends, including Dewi. And there we were al dressed up in Orange with flags painted on our cheeks. Together with maybe 100 local Taiwanese and one Brazillian / Taiwanese. They were all 
supporting Brazil, when I asked why the answer was simple "They are famous". Well famous or not we would kick their ass. As Brazil scored first everybody was screaming at me... yeah ok I deserved it, but as we say in Dutch; 'we laatst lacht lacht het hardst'. And so be it... we beat Brazil with 2-1, spectacular. That night I was thrilled and we went out to have a couple of pints to celebrate this important victory. If we can beat Brazil, we can beat them all. When Aming and me finally came home we took a shower. This is were our night actually started. I fell in the bathtub where I just put a plastic bowl and a glass... Pang... broken. I yelled for Aming to come and help me up as I was afraid to move. And then Aming screamed and called for his mum. On the floor I could see blood everywhere. I knew I cut myself. So I grabbed a shirt and pants and went downstairs. Aming thank God thought of all the paper work we had to bring. We went to the hospital where Aming works as a soccer coa
ch. When I told them I had torn my butt, they kind of looked strange... but I was loosing a lot of blood so had to go quickly. After laying on the ER for 1 hour the doctor finally came and took care of me. 2 gaps in my butt. 12 Stitches and a high potention for infection as it is close to my hole. Hahahaha... I went back home and found out sitting would be very very hard for the coming week. But at least I will never forget our victory over Brazil, thanks to my new tattoo.
It all started in the group fase. Aming and his office had arranged some kind of basement what would be used as our home to watch all the games. It was pretty usefull for us that the first game started at 19:30 in the evening, just after work. The second one started at 22:00 and the last one was a real taugh one 2:30 in the
morning. I missed a couple of those, just because I was too tired to keep my eyes open. But ofcourse the Dutch matches were my priority. We started against Denmark, which was special as my good friend Dewi's husband is from Denmark. Then it was Japan, as you might know there are a lot of Japanese people here and even the Taiwanese cheer for the Asian teams, so it was an important one. And then we were already through but still had Cameroon to come. What followed was Slovakia and then it was one of the greatest Brazil. I persuaded Aming to go with me to watch this game. We found a bar (sports bar) which was pretty nice. We gathered around some more friends, including Dewi. And there we were al dressed up in Orange with flags painted on our cheeks. Together with maybe 100 local Taiwanese and one Brazillian / Taiwanese. They were all 
supporting Brazil, when I asked why the answer was simple "They are famous". Well famous or not we would kick their ass. As Brazil scored first everybody was screaming at me... yeah ok I deserved it, but as we say in Dutch; 'we laatst lacht lacht het hardst'. And so be it... we beat Brazil with 2-1, spectacular. That night I was thrilled and we went out to have a couple of pints to celebrate this important victory. If we can beat Brazil, we can beat them all. When Aming and me finally came home we took a shower. This is were our night actually started. I fell in the bathtub where I just put a plastic bowl and a glass... Pang... broken. I yelled for Aming to come and help me up as I was afraid to move. And then Aming screamed and called for his mum. On the floor I could see blood everywhere. I knew I cut myself. So I grabbed a shirt and pants and went downstairs. Aming thank God thought of all the paper work we had to bring. We went to the hospital where Aming works as a soccer coa
ch. When I told them I had torn my butt, they kind of looked strange... but I was loosing a lot of blood so had to go quickly. After laying on the ER for 1 hour the doctor finally came and took care of me. 2 gaps in my butt. 12 Stitches and a high potention for infection as it is close to my hole. Hahahaha... I went back home and found out sitting would be very very hard for the coming week. But at least I will never forget our victory over Brazil, thanks to my new tattoo.Then we also took Uruguay, having a girls night at home with my sore butt, we watched the game and it was an exciting one. With 
ofcourse the most beautifull goal of the entire tournament made by Gio... We were in the final. I had to admit I was a bit scared it would be Germany and I am not sure if we were able to beat them. So I hoped for Spain and Spain it was. For the final I decided to go to Malibu West a bar which is home of all the Dutch in Taipei. We would be watching the game with approx. 200 people all dressed in Orange. With one friend of Aming wearing a Spanish shirt, but you always have those who want to be the center of attention. And what a final it was. The longer it took the more I believed we could do it. Seeing Robben heading for the goal one on one..... and missing. The whole game was nerve wrecking. And then that moment came... 0-1 for Spain. The dream was over... we would end second (again). No party, no golden cup, no big victory for US. People left the bar pretty quickly, as it was already morning and getting light outside. People had to go to work perhaps. But not me. I could cry... that last bit of luck that we had the whole tournament left us in the last couple of minutes. No it wasn't off-side, although I wanted it to be! Disappointed we returned home to have a good sleep.
The next day I had to cut the stitches in my butt. When we went to the hospital the doctor asked Aming to leave the room, even though I said it was ok because we are together. He had to go. Then the doctor asked me what really happend. If I did this to myself, or if I was in a fight with Aming and he did this to me. I started laughing loudly and said it really was an accident and not any kind of abuse. Come on if Aming would do this to me, I would atleast hurt him too, punch him a black eye or so. Hahahahaha...
ofcourse the most beautifull goal of the entire tournament made by Gio... We were in the final. I had to admit I was a bit scared it would be Germany and I am not sure if we were able to beat them. So I hoped for Spain and Spain it was. For the final I decided to go to Malibu West a bar which is home of all the Dutch in Taipei. We would be watching the game with approx. 200 people all dressed in Orange. With one friend of Aming wearing a Spanish shirt, but you always have those who want to be the center of attention. And what a final it was. The longer it took the more I believed we could do it. Seeing Robben heading for the goal one on one..... and missing. The whole game was nerve wrecking. And then that moment came... 0-1 for Spain. The dream was over... we would end second (again). No party, no golden cup, no big victory for US. People left the bar pretty quickly, as it was already morning and getting light outside. People had to go to work perhaps. But not me. I could cry... that last bit of luck that we had the whole tournament left us in the last couple of minutes. No it wasn't off-side, although I wanted it to be! Disappointed we returned home to have a good sleep.The next day I had to cut the stitches in my butt. When we went to the hospital the doctor asked Aming to leave the room, even though I said it was ok because we are together. He had to go. Then the doctor asked me what really happend. If I did this to myself, or if I was in a fight with Aming and he did this to me. I started laughing loudly and said it really was an accident and not any kind of abuse. Come on if Aming would do this to me, I would atleast hurt him too, punch him a black eye or so. Hahahahaha...
Also I went to Danshui with Debbie (Aming's cousin) and my dad. Just to walk around for a bit and enjoy the sunshine. The summer has started here and it is getting really h
ot. Above 30 degrees. I sometimes need to change clothes 3 times a day. And I my washing machine is making over hours. But rather having that than dirty cockroaches inside the house. So far we only had a very little one. (knocking on wood as we speak). Some days it is just to hot to go outside. But you know the feeling of having beautiful weather and not able to go outside. So it is never good enough right. I just sometimes can't figure how some Taiwanese can still walk around with a jacket or with tight jeans and their hair loose with this hot weather. For me this is impossible. The other day I saw a girl wearing UGGS... come on they are for winter.!!!
ot. Above 30 degrees. I sometimes need to change clothes 3 times a day. And I my washing machine is making over hours. But rather having that than dirty cockroaches inside the house. So far we only had a very little one. (knocking on wood as we speak). Some days it is just to hot to go outside. But you know the feeling of having beautiful weather and not able to go outside. So it is never good enough right. I just sometimes can't figure how some Taiwanese can still walk around with a jacket or with tight jeans and their hair loose with this hot weather. For me this is impossible. The other day I saw a girl wearing UGGS... come on they are for winter.!!!Furthermore we had Sune's birthday party. Dewi arranged this great surprise party f
or him on their roof terrace nearby the Taipei 101. It was really great. If it wasn't for the stitches just put in my butt I would have njoyed it more.
or him on their roof terrace nearby the Taipei 101. It was really great. If it wasn't for the stitches just put in my butt I would have njoyed it more. And I started online classes. It is very special. I go to the office and sit in a small room with a computer, mic and webcam. Then students join in from anyplace, home, work, school. They simple join through the internet. And this way I have to teach. They can see me, but I can't see them. Is it save you may ask?? Well that is all in your hands. Yeah I already had some student type "I love you" in the chat session, or people asking me where I teach so they can join my class. But I just don't tell them and refer to the front desk with these kind of questions. It is pretty easy money making. You just have to teach for 45 min and get paid for the hour. And if a student is to loud you can simply turn of his mic.
Well that is all for this month. Now I am going to prepare everything for our big day in August.
Love xxx Melanie
