I sort of have my life back now, kind of, sort of, now that school is behind me. I’ll be checking into a luxury hotel this weekend to swim and regroup. Camping doesn’t do it for me. Not much to really report. The past few weeks have been a whirlwind of birthday parties, graduation stuff and restaurants, and of course an unforgettable weekend with Big Bad Ela. (Big Bad Ela and I are hooked, hooked I tell you, on the high speed rail, by the way.) The worst restaurant so far has been Dan Ryan’s. Good Lord that place is sliding. Take away the train set and there’d be nothing there. The best place, or the surprise winner, is the Indian restaurant in Hsinchu.
Poagao has an interesting post on foreigners not saying hi to foreigners on the street. Recently there has been this bald, older white man who has passed me many times on the sidewalk right outside my house. Last night he passed me twice and just gave me a dirty look each time I smiled at him. Maybe he knows I live a life of sin.
3 responses so far ↓
Frank Parsnip // Jul 19, 2007 at 4:34 pm
Hey, I’m not “older” than you. I just look older.
Clark // Sep 26, 2007 at 1:00 pm
Which Indian restaurant?
Adam // Dec 20, 2007 at 1:24 pm
Sometimes I don’t mind to say hi, but whats it about? Just because we are both foreigners does that make us part of some exclusive club and we have to acknowledge each other?
Sometimes I feel the hello is intrusive, I am just minding my own business, why are you bothering me? Perhaps even more annoying are the Taiwanese guys (girls never do it) who will say hi to you in public, when they would never do it to a Chinese person. I mean I know they are just trying to be friendly, but they just come off looking stupid, especially when they try to say something to you in broken English. Usually they just walk off embarrassed!
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