King Plaza Hotel
Travel Blogs from Taipei
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
Today we spent the day hanging out with my McGill buddy Marianne and her friend Jonny. He volunteered to show us around a few touristy spots in Taipei! The first place we went to see was Longshan temple. There were lots of people there because of the "ghost festival" that happens in July. There were lots of fruits, incense, and paper items that decorated the grounds.
We wandered around ...
... alongside her phone thinking they belonged together. So a quick taxi ride back to the hotel and several minutes banging on her hotel room door meant that we found the missing clutch and all was well again.
So Saturday was our day off! We were supposedly going to be looking forward to a nice lie in followed by a trip to the hot springs...oh what fools are we to think we could get away with such nice plans! Alexandra and I were called out as being two in a group about 12 ...
... international planes be diverted to? It would have to be, maybe Williamtown near Newcastle, or interstate. How inconvenient would that be especially if you were diverted to Melbourne or Brisbane?
By the time our feet hit the ground, it was closer to 1pm. No problems at Immigration for me but Joseph always gets hauled out because he is Vietnamese born, male and I am not standing beside him. It was one at a time through Immigration and he went first. ...
... pregnant, at the shrine praying.
By the time we finished all these tours, it was almost two o'clock. We went to the Grand Hotel for a buffet lunch of all types of food. There was Western food, Chinese food, Indian food, Italian food, and a whole area for vegetarians. There was a bar with breads, another with desserts, a freezer with ice creams, all kinds of coffee, tea, and sodas, and a fresh fruit bar. My co-worker wanted me ...