Observations of Taiwan

Hi, we’re in Taiwan this week. Thomas has been working at the office here and I came along for the ride. Next week, we’ll be traveling to Japan for vacation, but in the meantime, Taiwan has been a great introduction to Asia for us. Neither of us had ever been on this continent before this trip. Thankfully, Thomas’ coworkers have been really great guides. Besides touring us all over Taipei, they’ve also taken us up to the coast and to many temples and markets.


In a way, Taiwan doesn’t feel that different from the US, but there are also some differences that really stand out…here’s some of them:

  • Scooters are everywhere… Thomas’ coworker told us that in Taipei, 50% of the residents commute by scooter. They gather at stoplights and scoot in between cars, looking like little motorcycle gangs.  They also carry lots of cargo, more than I would imagine could fit, including a family of 4 on one scooter.
  • There is lots of paranoia about sickness… To get into his office, Thomas has to have his temperature checked for fever, twice – once to get into the parking garage, and once in the lobby.  Thankfully, they check it just with a laser gun aimed at his head. We’ve also seen many people wearing masks on the street.  Some are for pollution, but I assume some are for sickness too.
  • The architecture reminds me of South America.  Though there are many skyscrapers in Taipai, apartments look worn from the outside.  They’re staggered on hillsides, often with narrow streets.  The city is also lit up with more lights than Las Vegas. It’s quite a contrast with the tropical vegetation and green mountains in the background.
  • American clothes are in style… If I compared an American and a Taiwanese solely on clothes, I might not be able to tell the difference.  Even American brands (Hollister, A&F, Gap) are popular here.  This is not true in Belgium, where Thomas and I stand out with our loose jeans and brightly colored jackets.
  • The food is very different… Thomas has tried shrimp with legs, welk, abalone, iced soup, stinking tofu, an entire fish (head and all), and evil jelly. I haven’t been as adventurous. If I lived here, I think I would become vegetarian, as I haven’t cared for a lot of meat that I’ve tried and the food is a lot saltier than I’m used to.  I’ve had very good sauted spinach, spicy tofu, and dumplings though. Another challenge is that jellied food is very popular here, and I can’t just get over the texture to enjoy the taste.

  • There are a lot more edible things under the sea, than I thought… Thomas’ other coworker, Macroni, took us to the fish market and I saw many fish that I had only seen in books when I lived in Florida.  The market sold (to eat) parrot fish, sharks, earthquake fish, blowfish (which we were warned not to eat unless prepared by a very skilled chef), seaweed, and snails.
  • Temples can decorate better than the Griswalds at Christmas… As a religious location, I expected temples to be simple and solemn, but they are brightly-colored, ornate, and many have tacky animantronics out front. Thomas’ coworker taught us how to ask Buddha a question, by tossing wooden shells, but our response was always “laughing.”  I guess Buddha just doesn’t understand English. :)
  • Many toilets are basically a hole in the floor… You’re supposed to just squat and aim to do your business. It’s definitely odd, but I guess not that much weirder than camping. At least they don’t charge to use them, like Madame Pipi in Belgium.

It’s been a great trip so far and I’m looking forward to next week in Japan. We coincidently planned this trip during the cherry blossom season, so I’m looking forward to seeing some beautiful gardens. Until then…

I’ve posted our photos from the first half of our trip to PicasaWeb:

P.S. My favorite difference in Taiwan is that the garbage truck plays music like an American ice cream truck.  This lets everyone know to hurry outside and bring their trash.  That would make the chore much more enjoyable for me…

Marisa’s Quilt and Bee Blocks

I guess I’ve been taking a little blog break – it’s been almost a month since I’ve posted, but honestly, not that much has been going on. I’ve recently made some new crafty things and thought I’d share…

First off is a baby quilt for my friend Marisa. Marisa is also an expat here, but she’s from Mexico. We met in French class, and quickly became friends when we realized we live just around the corner from each other. Her baby boy, Emiliano, arrived just 2 days after her shower.

This past weekend, Sarah came over to work on some of our quilting bee blocks that we had both gotten behind on. My quilting bees are just about done. I’ve got just 3 more blocks I’m waiting on to finish up my quilts.

Amish Block

This quilter requested Amish-inspired quilt blocks. The blocks are simple, but I think it will be a very striking quilt.

Little Boy's Dreams Block

The instructions for this one said to make something that a little boy would like. I thought a pirate ship would be appropriate. I was a little short on fabric due to an early cutting mistake, but hopefully it still works.

Rainbow Circle of Geese Block

This last block is a Circle of Geese block. It’s the most complex paper-piecing I’ve ever tried, and with Sarah’s guidance, and a little seam ripping, it wasn’t too bad.

That’s about it. Hopefully I won’t wait so long before I post again. :)

Bon Appetite – A Walk in Julia Child’s Footsteps

In the US, Julia Child is a household name.  She was the slightly nutty chef on TV from the 60s to the 80s, but did you know that she was also an expat wife? When the movie, Julie and Julia came out, I instantly connected with her story. In her mid-30s, Julia Child moved to Paris for her husband’s job. She didn’t speak any French and struggled, just as I do, with how to spend her time in a meaningful way. She decided to take up cooking.

The movie, Julie and Julia, is based off of two stories – Julia Child’s autobiography My Life in France, and Julie Powell’s blog where a 30-year old girl tried to add meaning to her life by conquering Julia’s cookbook, Mastering the Art of French Cooking, in 365 days and blogging about it. A couple girlfriends and I recently finished Julia Child’s autobiography, and decided to take a daytrip to Paris to see some of the sights mentioned in her book.

Our first stop was “81 Roo de Loo” – the apartment where Julia lived. We laughed as we remembered her describing her apartment, and the similarities we all had when we moved to Brussels – tiny bathrooms, kitchens missing major appliances… Julia and her husband lived on the second and third floor. Though you can’t tell from the photo, it was a gorgeous area, just a block from the river and down the street from the metro.

Julia Child's Apartment

Reid, Jill, and Nikki at 81 "Roo de Loo"

We continued on to Dehillerin, Julia’s favorite cooking supplies store. It reminded me more of a little country hardware store with it’s dark, narrow aisles and crates stacked up high. Though Julia is not well-known in France, the guys at the store knew who she was and were eager to help us. We wandered around admiring the bins of knives, shelves of cake pans, and walls of copper cookware. We picked up a couple of souvenirs and headed next door to lunch.

Julia's Favorite Cooking Shop

Rugged Shelves in Dehillerin

After lunch was my favorite part – we toured the cooking school Julia attended – Le Cordon Bleu. We saw the demonstration rooms, the practice kitchens, and learned a bit about the history of the school. The chefs and students were so friendly, sharing their fresh-baked treats with us. Nowadays, there are two tracks of classes – 3-month programs for professionals and 1-2 days workshops for amateurs. I will definately have to keep this in mind for future trips.

Le Cordon Bleu, where Julia learned to cook

Master Chef shares his Madeleine cakes

Though only a daytrip, this has to be one of my favorite outings. I had a great time with my girlfriends and we were all inspired by this famous woman who lived such a similar life to what we are living now in Belgium. I can’t imagine doing it before the Internet exhisted, as she did. If you’d like to see more photos, I’ve posted them on PicasaWeb: