(Life of a Taiwanese Farmer – Final)
“Holy crap, this is heavy!”
I’m heaving a bag of rice onto a forklift and I think I almost pulled a muscle. At 50kg, the rice bags were the heaviest set of weights I’ve ever attempted to lift. I looked at Guang-Hui and he cocked an eyebrow at me with a knowing smile.
I stirred awake, not knowing what time it was but realising I had woken up to the crowing sound of a rooster and the crack of dawn peeping through our bedroom window. Continue reading
I poked my head into the dark warehouse squinting my eyes for any movement.
“Ni hao, you ren zai zhe ma?”
(“Hello, is anyone here?”) Continue reading
Woke up to sunlight streaming through the window. Though bleary-eyed and barely functioning, I already know today’s going to be a great day. Continue reading
Coming up to a year of my Taiwanderful life, I sat down with Rose Vassel from the Australian Office in Taipei as part of their #AskAnAussie series to showcase experiences in Taiwan through my eyes.
I scanned the page of the last chapter of my Chinese textbook and smiled to myself. The characters for ‘hug, embrace’ jumped out at me, and I was instantly reminded of Andy, a Taiwanese local who has come to be one of my closest friends, and also my tutor in more matters than just the Chinese language alone. Continue reading
Part II – The Burning of the Boat
Following my previous hitchhiking adventures to Kaohsiung, I spent a day gallivanting around the city before I eventually made it to the site where The King Boat Festival (迎王平安祭) was held. Continue reading
Part 1 – The Hitchhiking Adventures that Ensued
While most people in Taipei were busying themselves with Taiwan’s National Day celebrations, I stayed up late one night to finish a sign. A sign which hopefully will guarantee me a lift when I attempt to hitchhike for the first time. Continue reading