Most travelers ask what they can experience, gain, learn or enjoy from their new destination. With such a sentiment at best you'll get everything you want, make some fond memories and take some photographs to share and reflect on. For me, I try to ask myself, what can I offer and what can I build in this new land? How can I contribute?
The Taiwanese culture is beautiful, but only until this year's Duanwu Festival, did I shamelessly acknowledge and deeply appreciate and understand its beauty.
Knowing full well that I would not settle for a rather rigid means of education in France, my quest to learn Chinese -- and to locate my true calling in the process -- took me to Taiwan nine months ago.
I arrived in the country for work. Never a pleasant reason. Work is the bland intermission wedged between not working. It is the time of suits and polite manners and Microsoft Word. So I arrived in the country with no anticipation. I was arriving to continue something of no excitement.
I have written before for "Eye on Taiwan" of my ongoing "love affair" with Taiwan -- an unhidden "secret" shared with and by my wife and one that has grown and flourished for very close to 40 years.
I recently took a trip to Yilan to help throw a bachelor party for a friend. We woke up relatively early and drove off in the morning sun. It didn't take us long to get there from Taipei.
When I made up my mind to become a travel blogger, I decided to begin my career in a country in Asia. I chose Taiwan as the first country for my blog as I had read many interesting things online and from fellow travelers that really made me want to experience life in Taiwan.
I'm a Malaysian-Chinese who has been living in Taiwan for more than six years. If you want me to describe the beautiful Formosa in my own words, I would say it has become my second home especially when I have married a Taiwanese.
2013/5/31, 5 Comments
As a foreign national who has spent over seven years living in Taiwan, I consider this country to be my second home. Having first come here when I was 23 years old, I have, in many ways, grown up here.
I am not a morning person. For years, I accepted early classes, lectures, and Chinese character dictation questions without complaint and without choice, but the arrangement was hardly optimal. I reached breaking point the summer after my sophomore year in college.
2013/5/24, 1 Comment