Happy boxing day

Happy boxing day.

Its been a long time since i last posted.

Taiwan trip Part 1
Sausage-eating, night-market-loving, and hokkien-speaking Taiwan is a land of treasures (as my tour guide said). Its scenery is dominated by green mountains and more green mountains. Everywhere you turn, there will be a huge mountain looming in the distance. In the countryside, farms seem to stretch on forever, and old, small houses dot the landscape. In the city, most notably Taipei, skyscrapers and revving motorcycles surround you. And no, I am not writing a descriptive essay here.

It gives the impression of a country stuck between past and present.

I love the night markets. Anyone who hates the night markets must be crazy. I visited three of these bustling, chaotic, and aromatic markets. The first thing that hits you is the salty pungent smell of 'chou dou fu'. I absolutely don't understand why its smelly. It smells kinda nice. Maybe people who have noses for durian will have noses for chou dou fu. And then of course, there is the oyster omelette, which is a hot favourite among tourists and locals alike. Its crispy and gooey at the same time, and is served with a dollop of pinkish sweet sauce.

Don't forget the sausages. They are fat, sweet, artery-clogging atrocities. Atrocious in a good way. They come served in a rice bun, or just sliced up for convenience. The most unique one i ate was the sausage coated in bread and potato and then deep fried. It was awesomely good. Good enough for you to want another one though your stomach is already bursting with oyster omelettes, milk tea, and deep fried chicken.

I conclude that their night markets are the place to go if expanding waistlines are of secondary concern. You get to binge on the cheap.