Bowstaff skills, Nunchuck skills, and now I got Sword skills too
We took another overnight train to get from Beijing to Xi’an, the next stop on our China trip. At one point Xi’an was called Chang’an, and it was home to the first Emperor of China. This first Emperor, Qin Shi Huang, unified China by defeating the 6 other Warring States at the time. He standardized its currency, measurements and writing. He also completed huge infrastructure projects, laying miles and miles of canals, roads, and the first version of the great wall. Unfortunately he was also quite a tyrant who liked to burn books on good days and bury scholars alive on bad ones. Before he died he had an army of terracotta soldiers built for him to accompany him into the afterlife. This subterranean army is the main reason we came to Xi’an.
The Army of Terracotta Warriors is about an hour out of Xi’an so we caught a minibus from the city to get there. The site itself is pretty big and split into 3 different pits. The first one is the most impressive with over 6000 horses and soldiers in battle formation. Other parts of the museum let you see bronze chariots, chrome-plated weapons, and different types of soldiers (a kneeling archer, a standing archer, a cavalryman, an officer, and a general) up close. The detail is absolutely incredible, especially considering that they are all well over 2000 years old. What’s also remarkable is that no two faces of the soldiers are alike. We’ve seen some pretty amazing tombs over this year of traveling, including the ones in Egypt in the Valley of the Kings, but to have a full standing army built to go with you into the afterlife is pretty badass. Say what you will about the ruler, his influences on Chinese culture as we know it are still felt today.
When we got back to Xi’an that night we walked around the Muslim quarter. There is a sizable Muslim population which has been around for hundreds of years here. Maybe it has to do with the fact that Xi’an is the beginning of the Silk Road, though I’m unsure if that’s the reason. Either way, the Muslim quarter is a pretty cool part of town and that’s where we ended up having a massive dinner of cumin-doused street-meat-on-a-stick and beer. Pretty good combination if you ask Phil.
The next day we decided to go to Hua Shan (Mount Hua, pictured above). I climbed this mountain 6 years ago and liked it so I thought I’d take everyone there to do it again. For those who don’t know, Hua Shan is the most sacred of the top 5 Taoist mountains in China. It’s one of those legendary, mythical places where immortal Taoists hang out and meditate, dispensing the truth for those who are willing to be disciples. It also holds an allure for those of us who are into Kung-Fu movies and stories. Supposedly, the Hua Shan sect’s style of swordplay was invincible as they knew the Nine Swords of Dugu style (I know, awesome, right?). A great movie illustrating what I mean is Swordsman II starring Jet Li and Brigitte Lin. The Chinese believe in this thing called Chi (or Qi) like in Tai Chi. It’s kind of like a life energy, sorta thing. Anyways, Hua Shan is supposed to have a lot of sword Chi. So seeing as I’ve been up the mountain twice, my sword skills must be pretty killer due to the absorption of the sword Chi. We took the gondola up to the North Peak and from there we hiked another 45 minutes to get to Golden Lock Gate. The views were stunning, and Hua Shan is truly a granite beauty with striking vertical rock faces. Poetry and Taoist proverbs are also skilfully carved into the mountainside. It’s regrettable that we didn’t have enough time or it would have been nice to do the whole 6 hour hike from the very bottom without taking the cable car. Unfortunately the bus ride to and from XI’an was a gong show and took way longer than expected, so maybe next time we’ll bite the bullet and hire a private driver. If I went up another time though my sword skills would probably be outta this world. I dunno if I could handle that much power.
On our final morning in XI’an before heading back to Hong Kong we rented bikes and cycled the old city walls which took about an hour. Xi’an is one of the few cities in China whose ancient walls are still left standing. They are over 500 years old and from the Ming Dynasty. The bikes we were able to rent also looked like they were 500 years old and from the Ming Dynasty. While Phil was cycling the pedal completely came off his bike. Luckily he didn’t crash and fall so the historic wall wasn’t damaged.
After Xi’an we hopped on a flight back to HK for a few days before Phil and Talica went back to Vancouver. There really isn’t much to say about that except that we partied like it was 1998 (the first of many years that Phil and I went back together to HK). A lot of his friends from Halifax were in town, and a lot of my friends from Vancouver were also there. This conglomeration resulted in a pretty powerful combination which then resulted in Talica and Di doing the robot for about 4 hours in this club called Volar. Supposedly I was belting out Justin Bieber (that’s Steve Jue and Christine Pang’s fault for introducing him to me) as well. Good thing I didn’t have a sword in my hand while I was dancing Bieber styles, I don’t think Volar or any of its patrons would have survived that.
Beijing – The Capital of China
I’m not a big fan of overnight traveling, but taking a new fast overnight sleeping train doesn’t seem bad at all. And that’s what Phil, Ta, Eug, and I did to get to Beijing from Shanghai. The sucky thing was that we couldn’t all be in the same cabin but the good thing was that we all got top bunks in the 4 bunk rooms. And it was Ta’s first time taking the overnight train too! I was super stoked to be in Beijing because I’ve always wanted to see the Great Wall, the Forbidden City, and Tiananmen Square. The last image of Tiananmen Square that was embedded in my brain was a line of military tanks driving slowly towards a student protestor who was blocking its way. That was 1989 before we moved to Canada. Like a curious but shy kid, I anticipated the visit to Beijing with mixed feelings. On one hand, I couldn’t wait to see the sites; on the other hand, I wasn’t sure if I’d like what I was going to see. It turned out that my worries were absolutely unnecessary. Beijing was far from what I thought it was as a child and the sites we managed to cram in during these short 4 days were incredible, and we had some really good meals too.
We wasted no time to try the yummy Peking duck after checking into our serviced apartment. Finally, Peking duck in Beijing! We went to Da Dong Peking Duck and it was really the best Peking duck I’ve ever had. The skin was crispy and the meat was lean yet full of flavour. The wrap itself was almost paper thin. So good! The squab was probably the best one I’ve had as well and every other dish we ordered was delicious too. The price wasn’t cheap by China standards but it was definitely worth it for the quality we got. Having satisfied our appetite, we headed towards the Forbidden City. We took the subway to the Tiananmen East station and walked to the palace. The palace was huge and seemed never ending, gate after gate, and each got grander and grander. There were other exhibits on the sides as well. By the time we wanted to check out the clock tower and the treasury, they were already closed. That was a bummer but what we saw was tons already.
Right across the street in front of the big picture of Mao by the entrance of the Forbidden City is Tiananmen Square. As we were walking towards it, my heart sank a bit recalling the image of the tank. Even though it was just across the street from the visitor packed Forbidden City, there seemed to be only a few groups of tourists on the square side. Tianamen, which is actually the world’s largest public square, was surrounded by big boxy gray and imposing communist style buildings. It was such a great contrast between the posh, new capitalistic steel and glass buildings in Pudong that I almost forgot we were just in Shanghai the day before.
The next morning we visited the Great Wall. Eug was here about 6 years ago and he snuck into the Great Wall at 5 in the morning with some friends when it wasn’t opened yet to catch the sunrise. He raved about the experience so we did the same this time. Our driver picked us up at 4am and we were dropped off at the Mutianyu section of the wall. Eug previously snuck in at the Badaling section so we thought we’d try another area that many actually consider more beautiful. We hiked up to the wall in half an hour in the dark and the drizzling rain with flashlights. It wasn’t exactly clear and sunny but the misty surroundings gave a different feel to the place. As the sun came up it didn’t take long for us to start appreciating the mysterious and majestic look of the Great Wall, especially wrapped in clouds and with no other tourists in sight. We couldn’t see the sunrise though, next time! We also visited the Summer Palace and the Temple of Heaven. Both were equally extraordinary. We were told Beijing has a more cultural aura compared to the modern and posh Shanghai, and we did find that to be true. Our Shanghai friend Heidi told us we must visit the Hohai area so we hung out there one night despite the rain. It’s a long strip of pubs and bars surrounding a lake. At night time the outside is well lit by a neat row of red lanterns. You’ll hear live bands performing different songs from every single bar, Chinese oldies, pop, western hip hop and rock and oldies as well. All were sung by talented local singers and bands. We had a really good time there. We also checked out the famous Wangfujing shopping area. There’s a night market that has all these weird creatures for you to consume and it’s in almost all the travel shows you see. Things like star fish, silk worms and scorpions are all on the menu. NO THANKS! And even though I love stinky tofu and pig’s blood and other crazy stuff that Taiwanese people like, it was pretty gross to see people actually eating live scorpions. We double dared Phil to eat the scorpions but he chickened out. Plus Talica wasn’t going to kiss him afterwards if he ate them. But mostly it was because he chickened out.
Though we liked it here there were a couple of negatives. The air isn’t exactly of the best quality as the cities’ constantly covered in thick smog (thicker than in LA). The traffic is also insane, and we were almost never able to hail taxi in less than half an hour. The Mandarin spoken here is completely incomprehensible to my Taiwan Mandarin ears. But there’s something about Beijing that lures you in and you somehow can’t get enough of it. Being here made me realize that the image I had was from a long time ago and China is definitely a different place now. Word on the street from those in the know say Beijing is more fun than Shanghai, and we can see why. Beijing is kind of like Shanghai’s older, cooler, and more confident sibling. It doesn’t try to shove the “I’m popular and people want to be like me” vibe down your throat like Shanghai does with its brash parties, big lights and flashy architecture. Beijing knows it’s cool, and it has no problem letting Shanghai take the spotlight. I wish we had more time here to ride out the rainy days and see more sites as we still missed quite a few. And if the epic partying in Shanghai didn’t leave us in such a tired state we would have liked to have taken in more of the Beijing nightlife. Luckily we have a few friends living here, which gives us an excuse to come back to visit soon!
Shanghai – The Future New Centre of the World?
We had an awesome time in Shanghai. First we came to visit one of my closest friends Shingo, who has been living here for a couple of years. In addition, Di’s parents showed up with their Taiwanese friends for a short 5 day tour of Shanghai that coincided with the days that we were there. And to top it off, my BFF Phil and his girlfriend Talica came from Vancouver to spend the next 2 weeks with us. Sweet!
Shanghai doesn’t have as much of a dignified history as cities like Beijing and Xi’an. In fact, there was a time when corruption was rife, gangsters ruled, and many different European countries controlled large sections of the city unhindered by Chinese law. Opium dens and gambling joints were ubiquitous with this extremely busy port town. I’m actually not sure if the Shanghainese are proud or ashamed of this past, but I’m quite positive that they think extremely highly of their current position in China and the hopes they have for their future on the world wide stage.
It’s because of this sense that Shanghai is the next “It” city for business and development that so many of our friends are here. As I mentioned, Shingo is here from Japan. When he came to pick us up from our hotel, in the car was Mits (a friend I hung out with in New York way back when) and Jeff (a Taiwanese guy who went on an exchange program with Di in Japan 13 years ago)! It was crazy to see those 2 with Shingo, having lost touch with them and not knowing they all knew each other; such a small world. In addition to that, sitting at the table next to ours at the club was our buddy Areef, who lives in Jakarta but was also in town for business. What are the chances? Oh, and our French friend Martin who we met on Kilimanjaro was also in town and partook in the festivities of the night. What I’m trying to say is that people are gravitating here. I met many others throughout the nights here, and they were from all over the world. When I asked them why they were here, pretty much the universal answer was “to get rich”. Most of the Asian guys had family business from other parts of Asia to expand into the China market, but pretty much all the European and American guys were here to seek new opportunities and make new contacts. I haven’t witnessed that kind of energy in any other city we’ve hit so far on our travels.
It was also good to grab dinner with Di’s parents and their friends. Since there was so many of them they split everyone up into 2 tables, with dudes on one side and women on the other. So I got to chill with Di’s dad and 10 of his Taiwanese speaking buddies. These guys were all from the South of the Island, which typically has a more pro-Taiwan/anti-China sentiment. However, at dinner it seemed as though the sentiment was more towards cooperation on the business front (I didn’t get into the political front as that would have opened up a can of worms). They were talking about how in their youth when they had to do military service, China was their enemy, but now those times are past and the future is about teamwork and mutually beneficial relationships. I for one was ecstatic to hear these guys say that, as I’m all about building bridges and I’ve been hearing the negativity in China/Taiwan issues for way too long.
We were able to visit most of the areas of the city we wanted to see, such as the Yu Yuan gardens, Nanjing Road, Xin Tian Di and the Bund. We lived in the French concession too which was a nice part of town. In addition we went to the world Expo for a day, which was immense, though not in a good way. We basically only entered 2 pavilions, which was enough for us as we had no interest in lining up over 2 hours to check out another one. In addition our friend Heidi hooked us up with river cruise tickets as her friend owned the nicest boat on the water. The views at night on both sides of the river were quite stunning, with one side the historic European waterfront of old Shanghai (the Bund) contrasting with the other side, the modern steel and glass financial powerhouse district of new Shanghai (Pudong). For those who visit I definitely recommend this cruise to get a glimpse of the new architecture (a lot of it nice, some like the TV tower, not so nice) that is being built at breakneck speed.
One quick note about food. Shanghai’s most famous dish is probably xiao long bao, a small steamed dumpling that’s ridiculously good when done right. Well, there’s been the argument that Taipei’s are better, so Di and I went out all over town to the most famous joints to give them a try. I’m sorry to disappoint the Taiwanese readers out there, but Jia Jia Tang Bao in Shanghai was tastier for us than Din Tai Fung in Taipei. And yes we know Din Tai Fung well, Di lives across the street from them and we eat there almost every 2nd day we’re in Taipei. When you’re in Shanghai you have to give Jia Jia a try.
5 days here gave us a pretty good feel for Shanghai, especially with so many local friends. I was here 5 years ago, and though it was developing a lot already there were still a lot of visible social issues, especially begging. This time around, I didn’t see even one panhandler on the street. And though the odd person still budges in line, it’s definitely rarer than my first time here. This city is evolving, and fast at that. The infrastructure is first rate, and the new buildings rival those of any built in the rest of the world. Though China is still a developing country, Shanghai is confidently leading the charge for its transition into a first world powerhouse. Being here, in the front line of change, almost made me want to grab a suit, a cell, and a notebook to join the army of entrepreneurs looking for excitement and their piece of the pie. Then I remembered I was travelling the world with Di, and Phil and Ta were along for this part of the ride, so I emerged from my stay-here-and-get-rich daydream and happily we moved on to Beijing to let the adventure continue. Shanghai definitely impressed us though, and I’m sure all of us will be back. Maybe by then it will fully attain that international city status the Chinese government so wants it to have.
Heaven on Earth – Hangzhou
Having never been to China, I felt like I was the last Chinese person who hasn’t visited my heritage yet. Needless to say, I was very excited about going. Our plan was to fly to Hangzhou from Taipei, then train to Shanghai, Beijing, and Xi’an. I’ve seen pictures and images of Shanghai, Beijing, and Xi’an before, so I knew what to expect for those cities. However, that was not the case for Hangzhou. I only knew that there were numerous beautiful poems written by many famous Chinese poets back in the day about the beauty of West Lake in Hangzhou, but that was the extent of it. And there’s this Chinese saying about how Hangzhou and Suzhou are heaven on Earth – "Heaven Above, Suzhou and Hangzhou below" (上有天堂,下有苏杭). Marco Polo also described this city in his book as “beyond dispute the finest and noblest in the world”. I was looking forward to seeing this with my own eyes, and this might sound strange coming from the princess me but it was nice to be on the road again after having been stagnant for the past 3 weeks. If I stayed in Taipei any longer, I probably wouldn’t have wanted to move again because it was so comfortable staying at home and it was heartbreaking to leave my adorable niece.
We arrived in Hangzhou after a short 1.5 hour plane ride from the Taipei airport. Hangzhou is the capital city of Zhejiang province and is well known for its beautiful natural scenery, the most famous being West Lake (Xi Hu). After arriving at the brand new Hangzhou Xiaoshan International airport, we took two nice air-conditioned buses to the Hangzhou zoo near the southern part of the West Lake where our hostel was, and walked around for about half an hour in the unbearable humidity before finding our hostel. By the time we got to the hostel, our t-shirts were completely soaking wet. It was not the most pleasant feeling. And there was an old friend from our Libya hotel in our room, hi again cockroach! Ugh… But as soon as we sorted out our itinerary for the day and took the bicycles out to see the West Lake, all these annoyances were gone with the wind.
West Lake is in the city and has a lot of scenic points: pagodas, temples, gardens, paved walkways, and you can hop on boats to go around the lake as well. I admit the colour of lake itself isn’t the clearest or the prettiest, but the scenery around it is picturesque and calming. I thought I was looking at a Chinese painting when looking out to the lake and its surroundings. Eug almost wanted to recite Chinese poetry right there like his ancestor Tao Yuan Ming. The centre of town is also very close to the lake too. We biked all the way around the lake and to the centre of town and tried a few delicious meals. One of them was at Grandma’s House – a local favourite for some tasty Hangzhou food. Tong Po pork meat is a famous dish that originated from this city. And if you are into tea, Longjing (dragon well) tea is also from here. One evening, we watched an amazing show on the lake directed by Zhang Yi Mou. If you haven’t heard of him, he’s also the guy who directed a little spectacle you might have seen, the opening ceremonies of the 2008 Summer Olympics in Beijing. The show we watched live was called “Impression Hangzhou” and it was spectacular. I don’t want to ruin it for you but it’s definitely worth seeing if you ever get the chance. We sat next to a very cute grandma and grandpa from Hangzhou and it was their first time seeing the show too. Their son had seen the show and asked them to go see it. I smiled each time they wow’ed and commented on how great the performance was, very heart warming indeed.
I was very impressed by the infrastructure of the city too. The centre of town has countless ginormous department stores selling international brand names, high-end hotels like Sofitel, most chained coffee shops (Starbucks, Coffee Beans, Costa Coffee); anything you both need and don’t need can be found here. The buses are new and have air-conditioning and LCD TVs playing Chinese pop music videos. There are tourist information booths almost every block. The roads are clean. The traffic moves in an orderly fashion. The list goes on and on. And contrary to popular belief, not very many people spit, not very many people walk around with their shirt rolled up to their chest so only their tummy is showing because it’s too hot, and not many people cut in line or talk on the phone really loud.
I really enjoyed Hangzhou, and since we’ll come back to Taiwan once a year and China is just a short flight away, we’ll definitely visit Suzhou and other nearby places in the future. It’s my first visit to China and seeing the gorgeous sights and the rapid development of the city really makes me feel proud to be a part of something so great.
I should have listened to my dad
My dad is an avid scuba diver who has traveled all over to dive, and he believes that the best place to dive in the world is Palau. So when we saw that it’s a popular 5 day holiday destination for many Taiwanese, with reasonable ticket and hotel package deals leaving from Taipei, we signed up and went, foregoing some of our time in our next stop China. My dad warned us though that if we went to Palau early on in our diving careers, it would be very hard to match the experience later on. Though I really hope that’s not the case, after a few days of blowing bubbles here I’m almost sure that it is.
We did a bit of research online to find the best dive outfit in town, and Sam’s seemed to be the one that most of the English speaking clients went with. When we got there we realized we were in a real diver’s shop. On our boat alone there were a couple of marine biologists and a US Navy diver. Though the Taiwanese may fly here to relax for 5 days as it’s pretty close to them, it is really out of the way for most people. There aren’t many nice beaches or resorts either so it’s not much of an international well known holiday destination like Bali. The people that make it here are divers, and serious ones at that.
Our first dive was at a site called the Ulong Channel, and there we saw an unreal array of colourful soft corals and sea life. When I saw my first reef shark diving in the Philippines previously I got really excited, as did everyone else we were with as it supposedly was a rarity. At the Ulong Channel, I saw 5, thinking that was amazing. Our next dive was at Siaes corner where we did something Di and I have never done. The divemaster gave each of us a reef hook, which is basically a rope about 4 feet long with one end attached to your BCD and the other end a hook which is supposed to attach to the reef. This way you are hooked down into position, with the current having no effect on you so you can enjoy the view without expending much energy. As I looked at all 8 of us divers hooked in, it reminded me of a bunch of kites sailing effortlessly in the air. However, at any one point in time there were about 10 reef sharks circling around us. The kite-in-the-air analogy soon gave way to bait-on-a-line in my mind. The white tip reef sharks look friendly enough, but the grey reef sharks are quite a bit bigger and fatter, and can look quite menacing, especially with their icy-cold eyes. Though I knew that they are rarely dangerous, I will fully admit I was a little bit nervous with that many in our midst. We later unhooked and just let the current carry us as we glided over the rainbow coloured coral with marine life teeming all around us. We even saw giant 500 pound clams! After diving everyone just chilled at the bar at Sam’s, drinking beers and telling stories. It was a great day to say the least.
The next day, September 3, was Di’s birthday, and for her present I planned with the sea gods to give us an unforgettable day. Thankfully they delivered. Our 2 scheduled dives were the Blue corner and the German Channel. We hopped into the German Channel first and were told to keep our fingers crossed as there is a manta cleaning station (as in manta’s come here to get cleaned by other little sea creatures) here, and we were dying to see a manta ray. It’s not manta season yet so we were actually the only boat there, though we were told when it’s high season you can easily see over 20 boats at this spot. Anyways, we descended to the ocean floor, about 20 metres deep, and were instructed to rest on the sandy bottom and wait. We stayed for about 5 minutes with no luck, so we went to dive around a bit to check out the coral and fish. About 10 minutes later we returned to our manta watching spot, and almost immediately the most amazing creature I have ever seen slowly glided over us. Its wing-span was easily over 8 feet, and it moved effortlessly as it gracefully flapped its “wings”. The picture above is of a manta, unfortunately we had to jack this picture from another website as we didn’t have an underwater camera but felt that a pic of a manta was really needed for this blog post. The one we saw kept circling around us, and if I reached out my arm just a little bit I could have felt its underbelly. Di was so excited she kept shaking my arm every time it slowly approached and went over or by us. It looked as though it was conjured up in the pages of a Harry Potter novel (I admit I like Harry Potter movies), one of those creatures with magical (I admit I like magic), hypnotic powers. It graced our presence for about 5 minutes before it disappeared into the ocean, and as we returned to the boat a baby manta with its puny 4 foot wing span came by to say hi. For almost everyone on the boat it was their first manta experience, and the excitement was definitely palpable. I would have been sceptical that our second dive could have matched the German Channel experience, but we were going to the Blue Corner, constantly ranked as one of the top 10 dives in the world. The blue corner is a wall dive, and once you get in the water you immediately descend with a large coral wall on your right. We followed this wall for about 20 minutes before getting above it to once again hook into the reef. As we followed the wall we saw a spectacular collection of fish and coral. Large schools below us were circling in a tornado-like fashion. When we hooked in we were again surrounded by a lot of sharks. I was the one hooked furthest out on the reef at the edge of the wall drop off, and one large grey reef shark keep coming by me, the last time at arm’s length. Yup, I won’t lie, I was a little scared. Thankfully I’m a yellow belt in karate and a tae bo aficionado so that shark would have had nothing on me if it charged. In addition to the sharks there were large schools of all sorts of fish: barracudas, Moorish idols, angel fish, triggerfish, so many that I can’t come close to naming even a fraction of them. The comical-looking and massive Napoleon fish would swim around us as well. If it weren’t for that minor issue of running out of air I could have stayed hooked into that reef for a long time. What an unbelievable day of diving!
I even forgot to mention that before those 2 dives we went to Jellyfish lake, a lake that formed a long time ago when land isolated a body of water from the ocean on an island. Over time the salinity of the lake decreased and the jellyfish were able to survive and thrive while other organisms died out. As they had no natural predators, they eventually evolved to lose their stingers. Snorkelling in the midst of thousands of these bobbly, bouncy creatures was kind of weird, yet really fun. They ranged between 3 millimetres wide to about 15 cms, with mushroom like caps. Though they differed in size, everything else about them looked identical. With a little kick of your fin the current produced would send these little creatures into what looked like a death spiral. Once they got out of it though, they would just continue on bobbing, as if nothing happened. Pretty cool.
As you aren’t allowed to dive 24 hours before boarding a plane, we really only got to log 4 dives. At least we now know how close this diver’s paradise is to Taiwan, and with proper planning, we’ll be able to do a lot more next time. I hope the experience here doesn’t cause me to be disappointed with dives everywhere else; if it does, my dad can tell me he told me so.
As a little addition to this entry, on our flight back to Taipei from Palau I ended up sitting beside an older Austrian Biology prof who was diving in Palau for 10 days. As we chatted he got excited hearing about our one year adventure, as he had done the same in 1980. The fire lit up in his eyes as he told me about his experiences and the incredible adventures he had back then. It was inspiring to listen to his stories, see his enthusiasm, and hear his encouraging words. I wonder if one day I’ll be that same older dude on a plane.
Crazy but true, I’m not model material
Don’t let my chiselled features or Herculean-Calvin-Klein-underwear-model body fool you, I’m no Derek Zoolander.
At the BnB we stayed at in Hualien, the owner was a photography aficionado. On the top floor of his building he set up a mini studio, and part of the deal with his BnB was that you got some free studio shots if you stayed there. Taiwanese people love their studio pics, so we all went up to give it a shot.
Di and Ting-Ting were pretty good at doing what he wanted or what they thought would look good. I, on the other hand, was a miserable failure. I couldn’t stop laughing the whole time. I’m sure Di wanted some nice shots of us, but she’s pretty used to me taking bad pictures with her so I think she was cool. Ting-Ting is also used to me being a jackass, so I think she found some of my antics comical. The photographer, nice as he was, looked like he was getting slightly frustrated. So I took a seat and let the girls finish the pics as I sat and watched.
Here is my favourite pic. It’s funny to me because to stop me from cracking up Di told us to pose for the camera by making a scary face. I went ahead and attempted to do that; Ting-Ting obviously misunderstood and went ahead and did a “I’m scared” face; and Di, who came up with the idea, well I have no idea what she’s doing. What the hell is that?






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