Traveling Thoughts and Thoughts on Traveling
I swear that’s what that one shameless Chinese girl in Beijing said to one of my American friends. My friend who just happened to be Caucasian, 6′1″ (186 cm), with green eyes and light brown hair.
Then a few more of her friends surrounded my tall white American friend for additional pictures. I only captured this one.
Picture taken in front of North Ocean Park in Beijing.
As promised, more pictures of Taiwanese night market food that is undeniably delicious but would certainly cause pangs of regret after consumption.
This looks oddly painful…
At first, I was planning to title this article “Taiwanese Food Makes You Fat,” but then I realized that wouldn’t be quite fair. After all, I have lots of Taiwanese friends who are slim (Arm and Rem and Bonnie, I’m not talking about the three of you).
Taiwan’s famous BBQ corn-on-the-cob. I don’t particularly like it, but many of my friends love it.
Tsuru, the little countryside town where I studied, is a thoroughly uninteresting place. I don’t care how much history it might have or the fact that it’s greenery offers a refreshing change from Tokyo’s ultra-urban environment. The weather there sucks. All of Tsuru and its neighboring cities are in a valley, so it’s sweltering in the summer and fall and freezing in the winter. Spring is the only time with pleasant weather.
The place I called home during one of the most wonderful times of my life.
At the writing of this, I had just finished viewing a recent Facebook photo album by an American friend of mine whom I met in Japan and who had just come back from a two-week trip visiting the little countryside town where we studied in Japan. Oh yeah, he also visited some of the rest of Japan too, including the three sights.
How can I put this elegantly?
Man, I miss Japan!
But do I?
The spot in Tsuru, Yamanashi, Japan where we went for all our stationery needs.
