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We had a sewing sweat shop in our dorm room to finish my roommate’s final year project. Lots of sewing, drinking, laughing, and crying later, the project was successfully completed.
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After my trip to Taipei, I came back to finals week. And then this happened as a result of finals week…
Me on the visit to Taroko Gorge. It was my last full day in Taiwan. Taiwan is filled with the most well-mannered and kindest people. The extent of my Mandarin is what I’ve learned this past semester, including useful phrases such as “hello,” “thank you,” “do you want coffee?” and “seven chickens”. The people I encountered, though, were more than willing to help me out when I needed it, despite the language barrier. They were happy to help me with whatever body language, hand gestures, and booty shaking necessary. They are organized and stood in more lines in a day than I do in a week. They walk at a slower pace down the street (I kept overtaking people on the sidewalk at first in typical Hong Kong style, only to realize that I looked like a jerk and stopped) and I really enjoyed it because I was able to take in the city more when I wasn’t rushing through it. It was really an amazing trip.
