Back in home sweet home Taipei and down to the last two days. I can't even believe how fast this trip has gone by; the first few days felt like weeks and then it was like they were tripping over each other to go by as fast as possible. I'm not even going to think about leaving, I can't even imagine going back to a place that doesn't have a night market.
But enough about that. Breakfast!
The thing that looks like a plum has the consistency of an apple and the flavor of a peach. 100 NT to anyone who can tell me what it is and where I can get it here. The lady I bought it from sprinkled some red stuff on top that I can only assume is cocaine, given how addicting it is.We had a class in the morning, the Cosmos lady again. She's ok, but dang are we not on the same wavelength when it comes to thought processes.
She took us to her favorite vegetarian restaurant in Taipei, I got the curry and (woah Susi likes Taiwanese food??) it was awesome!
The rest of the day we hung out with Christine, a girl who works at the hotel we stayed at. She is the nicest person, took us shopping and to Taipei 101 and even to her house for dinner!
I went back to TP101 to search out some quality plane reading material, and boy did I find it.
Then we took the bus to Christine's family's apartment for the most delicious meal of the trip. Behold:
The four of us (Me, Jane, Christian, and Justin) ate until we looked pregnant and were then allowed to take home doggy bags! So awesome. After dinner it was game time! We played a chopsticks game (not to brag or anything, but I beat 2/3 Taiwanese people. And the whities, of course) and some card games. What made these super fun, however, was the punishments that were doled out to the losers.
Christine has the deadliest head-flick known to man. They also had a cat. It was shaved because it was too hot out. I want a shaved cat.
Everybody look at the nicest family in Taiwan (and Annie)!
It was really nice seeing a typical family, especially such a welcoming one! We rode an abandoned train back to the hotel and hit the hay.
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