Embracing Taiwan,

Now that Shantel has spruced up an enchanting blog on her life in the golden lands of San Francisco, where table clothes come in checkers, sceneries come in perfection and fries come in cheese, it is time for me to write one up on Taiwan, where the land comes in.... people. Yes, people.

See the things that enchanted me most in my home country were not the smoky mountains, glorious food or prices where you feel like you have to add a zero at the end to make it seem like they're not pulling your leg, but of the people. And no, not that they were the most joyful, blessed or fortunate people I have ever seen; the broken are still despairing and the poor are still desperate, but that they were just. so. interesting. Truly like walking stories. They made me want to sniff their hair, steal their diaries and listen to their journey. It's like they've seen the world, the good and the bad, but they just kept going. Kept selling their food, kept cleaning that yellow duckie, and kept praising God. They don't hide what they're going through, and don't act indifferent. They are real. 

Here's a summary in photos, but next time, I think I'm going to take less photos of food and more of the people. 

And then, after all that, it's back to school. Hurrah.