Besides spending quality time alone in the library and Eslite bookstores (think B&N or Borders with 6 stories), I also…
- Met up with my old colleagues in the Shida or Shilin nightmarkets numerous times, where we did stuff like…play jenga
- Ate brunch with Tina and the gal behind Hungry In Taipei (who took Jon and me to another place for lunch two days later)
- Sat in a kitschy, empty bar with Andrew and Jon before we decided to grab Taiwan Beers from 7-11
- Went night-shooting with Jon and hit up Wu Fen Pu afterwards (before getting lost on the way back)
- Spent an innocent night in a park on seesaws and seahorses with four boys (after hitting up 2046), where we discussed everything from HKU’s new-found fascination with “Shen-pong” (Andrew Shen’s beer pong) and Andrew Lo’s dad hating on MMIAF/MDIAF
…and more. Una and I also talked to Wunan Book Publishing three times, once during a formal meeting at their office where we were surrounded by inquisitive folk firing away question after question in pure Mandarin. I bust out my Chinglish to the best of my abilities. Since I’m back, we are somehow going to manage creating this picture book via The Internetz only. This will be a true testament to web 3.0’s capabilities (seeing that Teresa and I—both internet people—can’t get this other book together within a year).
With that said, it still feels great to be back. Saturday, my dad and I cruised down Calaveras Rd. towards Sunol, and Coldplay’s “Viva la Vida” came on the radio. We turned the volume up and rolled down the windows.
child grabs a bubble at the Shilin nightmarket (it was dark, and thus the blur)