In my last big hotel of this trip, I even got breakfast. You get a card at the check-in that you have to present at the entrance and there was written 7-9:30, but at 7, an employee was quite unfriendly, and I needed no Chinese language skills to understand that I was too early. So, I packed my bike to safe that time of waiting and when I passed by after that, the lady allowed me to enter. Not everything met my taste but, in the end, I had a little more on my plate than I needed and just finished it, because otherwise the food is wasted (I saw it on a neighbouring table where people left enough food for another 1-2 persons.)
During cycling, I didn’t feel well and wondered why eating a bit more than necessary could have such an effect. I saw only one advantage: I could do the complete 75km without a break for eating, I was not hungry at all. Normally the effect of too much food is “cycled away” after 2-3 hours and after a while it was clear that there was something going on, because I felt a bit bad and weak.
The tour originally would have been 104km and would have included a bridge where according to Tang Xie, a WS host from Xiamen, cycling is not allowed. So I changed the risk of being stopped by the police to going to a ferry that komoot doesn’t know, but Tang Xie had told me about and I had seen reports from 2014 telling about an hourly schedule, so I tried to be there at 13:00 which meant to keep up an average speed from more than 15km/h for those 75km, because my start was later than 8 and I needed some reserve for orientation and buying a ticket. So, I was not amused about the hilly surface, donating me 610m on that relatively short tour. And after 34km, I saw a road sign to the port showing only 32km, but Mr.G wanted to go another way. According to that sign, it would be 9km less, what also means ~35min less. But I didn’t know if there would be any street included that is forbidden for bikes, so I didn’t risk it. As a reward for this decision, I got a long hill to climb and my average speed fell to 14km/h. With that bad feelings in my stomach I was near to give up the 13:00 ferry to have less stress, but at the same time, I wanted to reach Xiamen Island early to finally get my ticket to Taiwan.
interesting: the first picture doesn’t show much of the beauty of that landscape… 
…and this was meant as example for the opposite of “picturesque” but doesn’t look that bad now 🙂
I arrived at 12:50 and buying the ticket was easy. On board a family came to make selfies with me, and so I felt entitled to do the same.
In the last days, it had become colder every day and on the ferry with the wind I was freezing. But I was sure that I had seen two dolphins and one of them was white or pink like a pig. So, I stood at the side of the ship in the strong cold wind with my camera, but of course I didn’t see them again.
the camera didn’t want to focus 
but in the sacs are ducks, kind of “living”
At the port, I easily found the departure building for Taiwan and for the second time on the trip I used my bike-cover to protect my bags while I tried to buy the ticket. The first time was In Romania, when I went to a supermarket and also locked the bike with my bike lock in alarm position (there is a normal position and the alarm position) and when I removed the cover, the alarm started because it is sensitive to touch and movement.
This time, no alarm. The building is big like an average airport, but only counter 10-11 is for “international cruises” what means only Taiwan.
And there was no one. A security guy showed me a small booth of Cosco (the ferry company) in a corner and told me that the only open at Tuesday at 15:00. That means uncertainty until then if I get the ticket easily, with problems or not at all.
on the way to the hostel I saw this beach 
will it be even more crowded when you can go swimming?
I went to the location of the hostel, but – you know it -, there was none. No one could help me and when I tried to call (using the number from the booking by copy&paste) the number was wrong. But then someone tried the same number (without international code) and then it worked and a guy from the hostel came to fetch me. Now I know that even with the best location I wouldn’t have found it, it is perfectly hidden, and I saw not a single sign with English writings.
I soon went to the room, a dormitory with 6 beds but no one else there. And as soon as possible I lay in the bed and kept on sleeping and dozing until evening. I felt cold and still not good in my body center, so I was not very energetic. After doing some things on the PC I continued sleeping, first because I had enough for/of that day and second for the magic recovery that a longer sleep can bring. Longer sleep in my case only means an earlier start, I usually am happy for every minute longer than 6.a.m and proud when I manage to sleep longer than 7. But pride is part of the 7 deadly sins and you shouldn’t conjure an evil.