Archive for August, 2012

8 things foreign to a foreigner in Taiwan

As great as life is, there are still some things that get under my skin and probably will for as long as I stay here.  I’ve really tried to understand why they happen (or don’t happen).  And while there are good reasons for some of them, I still get irrationally pissed off.  In no particular order, here they are: Continue reading ‘8 things foreign to a foreigner in Taiwan’


The beach, SPOT surfing club and general water awesomeness

For me, the biggest piece of awesomeness in Taiwan has been the beach.  I’m not talking about a tiny piece of rocky land beside a lake, but a long, gorgeous stretch of sand and surf right on the ocean:


Taiwan is surrounded by water, so there are beaches everywhere.  Continue reading ‘The beach, SPOT surfing club and general water awesomeness’

Curious sights 3

One typical summer afternoon in Taiwan (blistering sun, high humidity, strength-sucking heat) I was walking to work and had my attention arrested by this:

Max relaxed kitty cat Continue reading ‘Curious sights 3’

Working life, cost of living and taxes in Taiwan

A major reason why, at this point in my life, I really enjoy living and working in Taiwan is because of the low number of working hours, comparatively high salary I get paid and the low cost of living.  Continue reading ‘Working life, cost of living and taxes in Taiwan’

A Letter to Breakfast

My dearest Breakfast,

I know I have been treating you badly recently, and I am so sorry.  Ever since I have started going to school to learn Mandarin, I have paid you scant attention.  I’m sorry that our recent encounters have been brief and business-like.  I hate scarfing you down, while driving 60 kph on the back of a scooter, rushing to class.  It’s so crass; so purely physical – just to satisfy an animal need.

Gone are our sweet mornings of quiet and calm relaxation.  I miss those times.  Those minutes I took, admiring your perfect form, smelling your wonderful aroma, building up the anticipation…and then savouring your first taste.  Ahhh…those lovely moments always used to set me up for a great day.

Do you remember the first time we met?  I had just moved to this country.  I couldn’t read what you were, but saw you peeking shyly at me from the pictures in the restaurant.  Trust me baby I was equally as shy when I pointed at you, as the one I wanted, to the cook.

Please understand honey, I’m doing this for us.  While it’s difficult now, it will get better in a few weeks.  Just imagine how wonderful it will be when I can read your name.  No longer will i just see you in pictures, but I will know what you are.  No more will I make the mistake of ordering your ugly cousin, brunch, because of a random, bad finger point.  It will only be you!  And also, maybe, we can start meeting in even more upscale locales where I can see you with all your accessories, accoutrements and side dishes.  It will be glorious.

So please hang in there dearest.  Our currently rash and hurried encounters will eventually go back to loving engagements and we can soon spend more time together.  I miss you, Breakfast.

Your Hungry Boy.


During my wanderings around town I have seen this quite a few times on the streets:

At first I thought it was puke…someone had a SERIOUS digestive problem.  Then as I continued to run into these sights, I started thinking that maybe there is a giant rodent problem in Taiwan and these are the kill zones.  Wrong again.

Nope.  These were ejected globules Continue reading ‘Betelnut’



Public Service Announcement

I have just started an intensive Chinese course.  The demands of said course, along with my awesome job of moulding young minds will be taking up a lot of time, so I may not be able to write as much as I have been for the duration of the course.

If you enjoy reading, I am very sorry;   I’ll get back on the horse as soon as I have more spare time.

If you are reading because you are my friend and are obligated to, you get a break. (But I expect you back as soon as I start writing again!).




I was out on a double date.  Continue reading ‘Face’

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