Taking on Taiwan: Blank Slate

I’ve always loved travel, and my vacation in Taiwan in the spring of 2016 was a game changer.  I can still remember the goosebumps I felt across my skin as we descended into Taoyuan Airport in Taipei.  The first country I ever visited in Asia, and definitely not the last.  Stepping off the plane, it was one of the only times in my life I felt completely anonymous.  Everywhere I turned, Mandarin Chinese covered the signs and people spoke words I didn’t understand.  Even today, I don’t understand everything entirely.  

Taking on Taiwan: The Start

It’s a new year, and it’s officially (when you read this, not as I type this) 58 days until I step onto the plane bound for North America.  Believe me, I find it hard to believe that my time in Taiwan is coming to an end.  It seems that it was only yesterday that I stepped onto the plane to move here, to start working as an English teacher.  Honestly, I had no idea of the places and people I would encounter along the way.  That is precisely why in honor of my time in Taiwan and all the memories I have collected along the way, this blog post serves as the first in a series I am releasing, titled “Taking on Taiwan”.  And there’s no better place to start than right at the beginning, in October of 2015.

That Time We Hid a Kitten In Our Apartment

During university, I’ll admit: I did a lot of weird, out of character things.  One time, I stole Santa Claus and hid him on campus.  I’d go lay out on Chapel Hill and watch the stars when I couldn’t sleep, sometimes till the wee hours of the night.  I often tried new things and much to my dismay, liking them was a hit of a miss.  And a lot of the time, it didn’t take too long before I realized how much I really disliked something.  But the time my roommate and I adopted a kitten and hid it from residence life for a week was definitely not something I regret doing.