Taipei

Since my hometown is relatively small, I’ve always felt like a country bumpkin whenever I visit Taipei. While I’m not exactly unfamiliar with the hustle and bustle of city life, I’m still impressed by silly little things like air conditioning in the metro (how civilized!), the fact that elevator ladies can speak four languages, and how nice and polite people generally are. My weekend there is generally spent sight seeing, visiting bookshops of course, eating.

There are also some nice clothes shops, but considering the temperature remains 30 degrees everyday I didn’t spend much time browsing. The only thing I bought is an umbrella; I know I’m Taiwanese when I use an umbrella under the sun, even if I do feel just a tiny bit embarrassed.


My travel outfit and uniform: the not - so - exciting combination of AA T with denim cutoffs. Mrs. Featherbottom would approve.


And a sample of yum yums I ate. The sweet beans soup is esp delicious.