Family Visit, Week Two

The family has gone back to the states. It was a hectic two weeks crammed with visits and meals with friends and relatives that my parents haven’t seen in at least ten years. I took three days off work the second week so I could spend some quality time with them.

We traveled to Ilan, where my mom is from, and saw the beach and sand castles.

We stayed at the Shangri La Leisure Farm Hotel, which was located on top of a mountain, so it had an amazing view with trails throughout the orchards filled with fun surprises like swings and drums on a cliff.

At night, the hotel provided sky lanterns that we could write messages on and send off into the sky.

Back in Taipei, we also did the obligatory trip up Taipei 101, but this time, I got to go out on the 91st floor outdoor observatory. It was always closed all those other times. But there really isn’t much of a view. You mostly see big bars.

All in all, it was a good time. I don’t know when I’ll get to see my parents and brother again. Hopefully, by the end of this year!

Family Visit, Week One

My parents and brother finally made a visit back to Taiwan to come see me. They haven’t been back in nine years, and to them, Taipei has changed so much. We’ve been eating a lot this past week with me taking them out for the good places I know and with our scores of relatives who have been penciled in to their hectic two-week schedule.

We went on the Maokong Gondola, which I thought was going to be one of those short cable car rides to the top of a hill, but it was a rather long (about 20 minutes) ride to the top of Mt. Everest (or at least it felt like it.). If you’re brave enough, you can take the glass-bottom bar. There are four stops along the ride, and it only cost $50NT ($1.50USD) for a one-way ride all the way to the top, and once you make it to the top, you can walk around in Maokong or take it back down and stop in the zoo for a tour.

On Friday night, we decided to take my 20-year-old brother out to the Taiwan Beer Factory, which was hopping by the way, and after a couple of drinks, a bit after 10pm, we hailed a cab to head back home. Just as we’re about to merge on the highway, the entire back side of the cab was smashed in, and my brother and I were thrown against the front seats, hitting our heads with glass shattering all around us. Some car had hit a scooter, dragged it along for a few meters, then slammed into our cab (which also ended up hitting another car due to the force of impact), and continued on to bump into a third car before finally coming to a stop a ways ahead.

The police and ambulances got here pretty quickly. They took us to the hospital and had us checked into the ER, x-rays taken, seen a doctor within 15 minutes. The scooter guy hit his arm and all his skin was rubbed off for being dragged along, but he was okay. The driver of the rampant car was pretty injured.  Our x-rays were fine, just a bump on the head and some scratches from the glass, and soreness is to be expected.  We had to stay at the hospital for a couple more hours for observation and the paperwork to be settled. Luckily the fees weren’t bad; I have health insurance so mine was just $300NT ($10USD), and my brother’s, as a tourist, was about $1100NT ($40USD) for x-rays and doctor’s fees.

My poor brother, he has the worst luck with cabs. The last time he was back, he got clipped by one when walking in an alley, and this time, he gets beaten up in one. It’s also scary that seat belts are not required here in the backseat, just in the front, so a lot of cabs don’t even have them even if you wanted to buckle up.

Then Saturday night, the dinner of my parents and the boyfriend’s parents first meeting took place. It was stressful, but at least we got that first meeting over with, and both sides approve of us and all is good in the world.

Diversity

I miss diversity like crazy here. (Most of the Taiwanese girls here aims for the same flat, skinny figure, translucent skin, dinner-plate-sized irises, and glued-on eyelashes that you could use to sweep the floor.) I miss curves. I miss a variety of shades of skin colors and hair colors. I miss ethnicities and a mixture of languages.

And yes, I’m looking at you too, celebrities. Granted, there are a few seriously talented stars like Wang Lee-hom (but I’m a little biased and will always remain loyal to him.) and Jay Chou, but then again I don’t look into Taiwanese celebrities much due to a lack of interest. I feel that most of what I’ve encountered have been superficial at best. Everything here is mostly mainstream pop if it’s popular, and the dance moves are generally generic, mechanical, and mostly overused (Have you seen the club girls perform?). The most recent thing that has ruffled my feathers was that before this guy opened his mouth to sing, he was made fun of for being “overweight” and for having no fashion sense. But now, he’s the pride and glory of the country, and everyone is fawning over him like they’ve been his number one fan this entire time. (I’m aware of the possibility that those initial haters may not be the same diehard fans, but still. It really is Susan Boyle all over again.) Why can’t there be more stuff like this here?

Like many other places, I’m sure, appearances are important in this country, but I feel that it’s overly more so here. It’s all about the name-brand clothes and accessories, the latest hairstyles, the paleness of your skin, the height of your nose bridge (random, I know!), and the kilograms you’ve lost. After awhile, it all gets to you regardless of how much of a resistance you put up in the beginning.

I get comments about how much paler I’ve gotten (due to the winter and lack of sun exposure) and how much better I look now (I guess looking sickly is in?). I also get comments about how I’ve gained a couple of kgs over the past couple of months (which I have and am not denying, but why do you, insignificant person in my life, feel the need to share your insignificant two-cents?). My Americanized accent in my Chinese prompts others to relentlessly ask questions about my life until they’re satisfied. Then they usually proceed to talk slow to me as if I’m incompetent when it was apparent that I could carry on a proper conversation during all your annoying questions. (This is also the reason why I will keep the same hairdresser, manicurist, etc. for as long as possible so I don’t have to explain my accent to every new person I meet.)

Why do I need to conform to this society? Why do I get called out on when I don’t? Adapting I can do and will do so gladly, but conforming to be one just like everyone else, I refuse. I will continue to tan and keep my itty-bitty curves (but work out to tone them a bit). I will continue to be open-minded and accept others without pre-judgement. I will not comment about your skin color or your weight (but I will tell you when you’ve lost so much that you look abnormally unhealthy). I’m not just Taiwanese. I’m also American. I’m more American than I’m Taiwanese. So in this land of likeness, wouldn’t it benefit us more to mutually learn and understand from each other instead of just making me be more like you?

I believe in diversity.

Easter Love

Letters, candy, and toys from my high school girlfriends

I ♥ the Snap

Miss you girls so much!

After-Workout Meal

This is my after-workout meal. It’s light, it’s simple, and it tastes good.

How much would you pay for this in the States? I’d say $10-$15.

Guess how much I got it for?

$70NT ($2.24USD) Each of those bad boys are $10NT($0.32USD) each. Granted, they’re not grade A quality sushi, but still not bad for the price. Ahh, life on a island.