San Want Hotel
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who curls their tongue when they speak
and who doesn’t. what thoughts
occupy the insides of our wet
language is keeping you in chains—what brand
of syllables crash relentless into the backs
of pearl teeth. which ocean
rages against emerald rock, foaming
... grounds for a short hour before leaving. It was roasting hot outside, so we took the MRT to another location. We walked around an area that was rebuilt as a touristy historical ground to show what old Taiwan homes used to look like. There were lots of unique art exhibits using recycled materials around and educational videos playing in some of the buildings. We spent a good while walking around until we could ...
... took part in some salsa'ing which was a great laugh - I think Alexandra and I did a pretty good job aswell! On our way back, we decided to get a snack so wandered over to a nearby KFC. As soon as I handed my little slip of paper over saying "I can't eat anything with nuts in, or anything that has been cooked in nut oil" - in Mandarin - we got turned away! No KFC for us! So we settled for old reliable Mr McDonald instead!
Wednesday was our last day, we had been told already ...
... was that they were looking forward to a break! Not too inspiring!
From breakfast we had to go to the top floor of the building, we walked in and were greeted by various HESS representatives. It was interesting finally being able to put faces to the names we had seen on a regular basis on the e-mails. We sat down next to a guy we had met just before and settled down to filling out various forms. A heads up to anyone reading this who's going to do HESS in Taiwan, bring ...
... felt so wrong.
I don't remember much of the drive from the airport to Taipei. It was a rainy blur of grey warehouses, grey trucking yards, grey motorway viaducts and pale peach lights that could have been Melbourne or New Jersey.
I arrived at the hostel at 1am much to the surprise of the bleary-eyed owner, though I had told them three times that I had a late evening flight. A security guard woke him up and showed me around, speaking in excitable Mandarin as he was under the ...