Continued from Taiwan Day 1.
Well, last night I woke up at 2am due to jet lag and couldn’t go back to sleep. Lucky RL was able to sleep in until 4am. As I am typing this right now(a day ahead) I managed to somehow wake up even earlier at 1am, and can’t go back to sleep. I suck at managing this jet lag thing.
Anyhow, got up in the wee hours, did some blogging and took care of some emails. At 6:30am the breakfast downstairs opens up, yeah free breakfast coupons!!
Eye smile. Smile now while you can, because it’ll be miserable in the afternoon when jet lag kicks in again. We held back on the amount we ate for breakfast. We’ve got a really busy day of eating, meeting family, eating, taking care of business and eating ahead of us.
We are supposed to meet my grandma this morning, so before we left the States, my mom had suggested to RL that she should wear a dress when she visits my grandma for the first time. In my mom’s world, a dress is more formal and respectful. So, packing a travel friendly dress(wrinkle free and durable) had been on RL’s packing list. This morning, she pulls out her dress to put on. Wrinkle free, check. Durable, check. See through, check.
Upon putting on the dress, RL realized that it needed a slip, but she didn’t bring one. Oops. Add buying a slip to our to-do list this morning.
Conveniently, a short walk from my sister’s apartment is the government agency I have to visit to take care of my tax thing. My aunt will be meeting us here to help me with the process(I can’t write Chinese)…Literally as I am walking up the steps into the door, I realized that I had forgotten the one documentation that I was supposed to bring, my passport. SHIT!!!!
So, my sister had to get her car and went with RL back to the hotel to get my passport while I waited at the agency with my aunt.
While waiting, my aunt pulls out her tablet computer. Upon closer inspection, I realize that it’s not just a tablet, but it’s her phone!!! Here it is next to her face for size comparison! Hahaha. It’s comically big!!! Though, she uses a bluetooth headset with it, so she doesn’t actually hold it like a real phone. It’s funny to me that there are people walking around holding tablet sized phones up to their heads. Heh.
We wait while my passport gets fetched. As luck would have it, while we were waiting, the agency’s whole computer system goes down, and stays down for 30 minutes.
When RL and my sister came back with my passport, the computer system came back up right at the same time. So, even though I had forgotten my passport, we would have had to wait for their system to get back online. So really no time lost.
If you read our California Road Trip blog, you’ll pick up this reference. KL points. We are now at the restaurant, located in the middle of a bunch of homes with no frontage to the main street. It’s really out of the beaten path.
Ha! Right next to the restaurant is this grey utility pvc pipe. For others this is just another pipe, for me, it’s different. This is a pipe manufactured by my dad’s pvc pipe company back in the days. A blast from the past.
While at the restaurant, we met up with my grandma, SH’s parents and her brother.
What do balls taste like, you ask? RL says that they taste, “Kind of sweet!” They also have a little bit of a creamy consistency.
After lunch, it’s time to fight jet lag and stay awake until at least dinner time. Ugh.
Got some caffeine, and it’s now time to find a slip for RL. Since we got delayed at the government agency doing my tax thing, we didn’t have time to buy a slip for RL before visiting my grandma. But, no worries, we will see my grandma again for dinner, so hopefully we can find a slip before then.
This is the only way to park in Nantou, in the fire lane; otherwise, you’d circle for hours, and I do mean hours trying to find parking for 5 minutes. I would say this offense is equivalent to people driving 5mph over the speed limit in US.
We went to a couple of stores, but did not find a slip that fit. They were either too long, or in the wrong color. I guess the dress won’t happen for grandma, sorry mom.
We hung around the coffee shop fighting off jet lag. RL and I feel miserable, but it’s almost 5, which means it’s almost dinner time. The earlier we eat, the earlier we get to go back to the hotel and sleep. Yes!
This is what I’ve been wanting to eat, pork chops with an egg scrambled in the sauce on the hot skillet. Been eating this dish for close to 30 years, and for sure this would be my death row last meal. I ate two portions…call me a fattie, I don’t care.
Dinner is over, but wait, there’s still yet more relatives to meet and greet. AAHHHH!!!! I just want to sleep!!!! We went to a tea house to meet up with my uncle and my cousin’s husband…well, after about 20 minutes, we were holding it together no more, and had to call it a night. It’s almost 8pm now.
Right down the street from our hotel sits this giant brightly lite building. It’s where you can hire girls to drink and party with you, so in other words, a thinly disguised whorehouse. My sister told me that the owner of this place also owns a very highly sought after private school for the kids of the elites. Who knew that the same management skills for a whorehouse can be applied to a school. To my many friends who are teachers…If whores work in a whorehouse, and teachers work in a school, then teachers must be…
Shower and sleep, night!
To be continued in Taiwan Day 3.