Being new to a country, or rather a continent as was the case when I arrived in Taiwan, a few bumps along the road are inevitable. Yet couple that with my inability to speak Chinese, my scatty nature and you find yourself with a full blown recipe for disaster.
It is with a good reason that the phrase, “[He] might as well have been Chinese”, is employed in instances where the listener is truly and utterly perplexed. This is a phrase that I have come to hold in a whole new light in the past three months.
The best way I can describe how I felt is by likening it to an incredibly awkward after-party……
27 degrees Celsius. Six o’clock on a mid-November evening. I expected it to be hot, but not that hot. As… Read more First Impressions of Taipei