Affection Suite
There is something always that calls us out beyond the known world, a song in the heart that yearns for journeys, a place in the heart that listens for the call.
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Taipei Ballad
memoir of our first traveling to Taipei on 20th - 22nd October 2000
Seedy brothels in Huahsi Street were all packed in a small alley, middle-aged women lined up at the shop front and cajoled passer-by to the curtain behind, the red neon lights on top, uncomfortably ablazing, had the inside looked like engulfing in flame - such scene was somewhat eerie and intimidating to our first visitor of the city.
After a brief tour there, she was taken to the clamorous Shihlin Night Market and once again tested her gaming spirit, but this time on local delicacies. In an air redolent with "stinky beancurd" odor, she gallantly gulped up the baby oyster omelette before realizing the oysters were still alive.
Bookstores were in plenty around the city and enveloped by a dense aromas of Jamaica Blue Mountain and Yemen Mocha waft through the nearby coffee lounge. We sat on the floor, alongside with others, browsing and lavished hours there.
Time for another delightful experience, we braced ourselves to plunge into the ice water after a hot spa - the scalding hot and mineral-laden spring water in Yangming Mountain. At the interaction of two temperatures, our senses of body cells were heightened, electrified and felt alive......
Our Taiwan trip was simply filthily adventurous, pungently palatable and exhilaratingly invigorating.
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