For the past 5 years or so, my wife and I have been traveling to Taiwan near the end of year and coming back early next, staying usually for two, three, and once even for four months, to spend time with family and friends there.
Our long stay this time, once we got there in early December, started with a family outing--with my mother-in-law, brothers-in-law, nephews, nieces--to a hot spring resort in southeastern Taiwan, followed by a field trip to some orange/strawberry farms in mid-central Taiwan with a group organized by a college friend of mine, then a day visit to the beautiful Mediterranean-blue coast of northeastern Taiwan, taking advantage of an unusual sunny weather break in January.
Our long stay this time, once we got there in early December, started with a family outing--with my mother-in-law, brothers-in-law, nephews, nieces--to a hot spring resort in southeastern Taiwan, followed by a field trip to some orange/strawberry farms in mid-central Taiwan with a group organized by a college friend of mine, then a day visit to the beautiful Mediterranean-blue coast of northeastern Taiwan, taking advantage of an unusual sunny weather break in January.
Unlike the 9-day round-the-island bicycle tour I took around this time of the year last year, I went conservative this time and took only a couple leisure rides close by: one in metro Taipei alongside a river embankment that I found surprisingly serene and scenic, the other on the northeastern coast where--instead of fighting rain, wind and cold like I did last year--I rode with ease and segued into the winding country roads to visit a historical old farmhouse sitting on the rice paddy fields, each time with a relatively new acquaintance whose companionship I enjoyed.
Boy did we get the best museum tour experience ever! Our friend, Tiffany, a painter herself, not only knew the theories and singularities of all these different schools of paintings, she articulated the minute and obscure, the thoughts and sentiments, the stories in front and behind the paintings and their painters, and how they evolved from the realistic to the abstract to the surreal to the post modern in the span of 250 years. I felt like having taken a dose of fine art manna and my knowledge of painting just went up 10 points!
"New York Cat English Workshop" was a meetup group I signed up after arriving here and finding it online. "Kat", the organizer of the group, was a Taiwanese American girl raised in Michigan and later became a writer and certified ESL teacher based in New York who taught in community colleges in the US and schools in China and Taiwan, before/while traveling and hosting such mixer events around Asia and other parts of the world. I was amazed not only by her prolific meetup topics that ran the gamut from philosophical (e.g., Stoicism) to contemporary (e.g., pros and cons of social media) to book studies (e.g., "1984", Chinese martial art novels) and writing practices, but also her ingenious ways of using little games to enable all in the group to dialogue with one another. The most energetic and enthusiastic meetup host I'd ever seen, as I commended and gave her top thumbs-up rating every time after I attended the event!Due to its international nature (events were conducted entirely in English only), besides the locals, I met and talked with people who originated from Taiwan but later emigrated to Australia, Germany, Canada, US, etc. and now came back for visit or from break of work. To my great surprise I also met an American born Korean kid who lived in Aliso Viejo, and a Caucasian girl who came from San Clemente, both cities just miles away from where I live in Southern California. What a small world we do have today!
We reunioned last year with our junior high school English teacher, who, besides being a great English teacher we all loved and respected, we learned later, had been a great ball room dancer also, with some international standard dancing championship title to his name! So before I went back to Taiwan this time, I chatted with him online and jestfully asked him to teach us how to dance right, just like he used to teach us how to speak and write English right, if he would.
And he complied, set up the date and place for those who were interested to come and learn from him. Three of us showed up, and immediately we found out to dance well is hard work, no fun job as we might have imagined it to be. After a couple weeks of practice, I was the only one left going.
Teacher Chang is indeed a great dancer--even though he said he stopped dancing since his wife (best partner ever, he said) died some 21 years ago, and a great teacher too, as we'd all known since our junior high years. He explained things well and spotted the wrong moves instantly and gave instructions clearly, with me being the sole beneficiary of such one-to-one, hands-on teaching. Because of that and because I was the one who initiated it, I hung in there for a full month, went practicing once or twice a week, 2 hours per session, and finally "graduated" with a passable grade of dancing all 18 steps of basic Waltz in one procession without any retake, as the following video can attest: https://youtu.be/ONrpxj_YCG4
And here are his hand written notes of those 18 steps: