Last year I became 40 and I guess its this point in your life where you know for sure that you are not 20 anymore. Becoming 30 did not hurt at all…you are still young, but hitting 40 left a bitter taste.
A good friend of mine suggested to make a list with 40 achievements so that the whole event turns into something positive. I made my list a year before and I was able to tick most of it off, but one thing was still left to do and that was a new tattoo. I knew the design I wanted, but could not find the right place and the tattoo artist to get it done.
Long story before I come to the point, but finally I found a master in doing bamboo tattoos. Which is without machine and only with a bamboo stick and a needle and he did an awesome job. Don’t get me wrong, it was torture for 5 hours but it was worth the pain. You are stuck in one uncomfortable position counting every minute and whilst I was listening to Eminem ….fuck you bitch, the tattoo artist was singing loud to some thai songs…chong song mai…for 5 long hours. Nurse Sam came every hour to check on me and to tell me that we are nearly done. Define nearly.
The good thing with the bamboo tattoo is that afterwards you don’t need any cover, no pain and you can swim in the sea immediately.
Some things in life are worth waiting for the right moment and my tattoo was one of these things. Also good is that I can’t carry my bag on my back….guess who is doing it for me……….