VANCOUVER: Out and About!

It’s true what they say, Canadians are some of the nicest people on the planet. I’ve commuted in different countries around the world, but this is the first time I’ve experienced hearing each and every person say “thank you” to the driver once they get off. They see you taking turns with a touristy shot, and they’re the first to offer to take it so everyone is in the shot. Once, mom and I got lost on the way home from a day of exploring the city, and a lady tried her best to explain where to go, even if her English was broken. The list goes on, but what really stuck with me was the day I went out by myself.

I was expecting it to be a quiet day in the park, alone with my thoughts, but a better surprise awaited. The moment I got off the bus, this girl and I were heading towards the same direction. She asked if I knew the way to Queen Elizabeth Park, to which I said I was going there too so we could find it together. Her name, I learned, is Karina, from Mexico. Things aren’t going well back home, she says. “The country is divided and the streets are no longer safe. You could be walking down the street and suddenly get kidnapped by men in a car.” So here she is in Canada, looking for a job and eventually study English.


I think, she couldn’t have chosen a better country. A big factor to that opinion is free health care when you become a citizen- even free education for kids below college! Sure, the taxes may be high but you definitely see where they’re going. Other factors in the eyes of this Manileña are the convenient commute, minimal traffic and the very space we were standing on- parks! Oh to be surrounded by such beautiful blooms!



The afternoon was spent strolling through the park, exchanging bits and pieces about ourselves, and stopping for picture-perfect moments. I love how honest she was at the start by saying “don’t just smile! Here, let’s look for a picture we can copy,” and whips out her phone to look for pegs. We even did each others’ hair and swapped clothes for some shots!


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I did have my solitary day in Stanley Park though, since I really wanted to bike around, something I rarely do back home. The bike rental was good for about 4-6 hours, so I took my time, stopping to appreciate the view every few kilometers. There were totempoles in the park that told stories of the First Nations (original settlers in Canada). And there were even a few beaches along the way!


Before I knew it, I was cycling the whole 8-km perimeter of the park. Worrying about safety was not an issue at all, since bikes have their own lane and cyclists would always warn the person in front of them if they’re overtaking “to your left!”

Other days in Vancouver were spent with mom. We visited Granville Island, a pier with a marketplace and cute little shops. We also went to Lonsdale Quay using a ferry, where a random dude asked us, “Isn’t it such a beautiful day?” and proceeded with small talk (another case in point of how friendly Canadians are).


My personal favorite would be the oldest part of the city, Gastown since it reminds me of New York. Gastown is named after John Dayton or “Gassy Jack,” as people liked to call him due to his talkative nature. After becoming a sailor during the California gold rush, he settled into this area, put up a saloon and spoke to curious bar-goers of his adventures, whiskey in hand.



Lastly, as if a prelude to what was yet to come, we visited Grousse Mountain, just a 30-minute drive and 10-minute cable car away. The tip of the mountain was still capped with remaining snow from the winter, but the texture was too powdery for beginners like me to try their hand at snowboarding.

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There also lived a pair of grizzly bears, Koola and Grinder, who had just gotten out of months-long hibernation. We didn’t get to see them in person but watched a documentary on these free-roaming, salmon & berry-eating bears.

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I thoroughly enjoyed the cold weather and amazing views. More of that awaiting at my next Canadian destination, Calgary 🙂


SEATTLE: Tulips, Pike Place Market, MoPop

Spring has sprung when I arrived, and what a perfect way to welcome it by visiting the Tulip Festival at Skagit Valley, which happened to be the midpoint between Vancouver, and our weekend destination, Seattle. The festival occurs yearly from April 1-30, so last April 28, we were right in the nick of time before the tulips completely whither.

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Rows and rows of vibrant tulips greeted us as an early Mother’s Day celebration. There were colors ranging from orange to purple and red, even yellow-red and yellow-blue! The rain and cold weather did nothing to dampen our spirits because we were surrounded by such beauty.

The next day, we set off to see the city’s main attractions, starting with Pike Place Market. Down the road, we were intrigued by a long line outside Piroshky Piroshky. Without really knowing what it was, we fell in line for the hype train. We were greeted by the smell of hot bread and a choice of flavors between sweet and savory. I was definitely delighted with the garlic and cheese bread, as well as the apple cinnamon.

Right next door from Piroshky stands the first Starbucks Coffee in the world! It’s fascinating to see that aside from holding the original logo, the store itself, with its chestnut brown interiors, is actually quite small, reminding people of the mainstream coffee chain’s humble beginnings.

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got me a cuppa Pike Place Roast!


The market itself sells all sorts of things- pieces of art, fresh tulips, fruits and seafood and even the Guiness’ world record for spiciest chilli sauce!

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Here’s a little bookstore selling both new and used books, but what I appreciated were the notes people left after reading them. Got myself quite an interesting read, “If On a Winter’s Night a Traveler,” due to its metafictional nature (it’s about a reader trying to read a book of the same title and addressed in second person, then in third person).

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Another area that caught my attention is the gum wall, whose name speaks for itself- loads of chewed up bubble gum stuck by random people on these walls. Loving the dangling aesthetic and the bubble gum scent! Careful not to come too close, you might get some stuck on your hair haha.


But bubble gum isn’t the only thing poppin’ in Seattle. Making our way through the Museum of Pop Culture, we discovered more about Seattle’s homegrown talents. It is after all, the birthplace of grunge where rockstars like Pearl Jam, Sound Garden, Nirvana, Alice in Chains hail. What really excited me was seeing Jimi Hendrix’ memorabilia on exhibit. Josh is a big fan, with Jimi’s influence being the reason that he got his stratocaster. Seeing Jimi’s strat in person felt surreal, and I’ll definitely come back so he could see it too.

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Then, seeing the Nirvana exhibit got me nostalgic, their songs drawing me back to my teenage angsty days and that one time I was asked to play bass for “Smells Like Teen Spirit” when a friend’s bassist backed out at the last minute.


The MoPop isn’t just about showing the lives and creative process of such great talents, but also engaging the visitors with interactive music lessons. At the Sound Lab, you get to choose any instrument and they’ve got computer guides that’ll teach you the basics, a few songs, plus you’ll be able to record your songs or jam at a studio booth!

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With that, we headed back to Vancouver in the promise of returning here someday. Seattle is a charming city; our weekend trip was but a glimpse of  its arts and music scene, and coffee culture.

Nueva Ecija: Minalungao National Park

Where do you go when your friends want to go out of town- but not to a beach, nor to a difficult hike? Masungi Georeserve was first to come to mind, but due to popular demand, we weren’t able to book it with just 2 weeks lead time. Good thing Eliza discovered Minalungao National Park while searching online!

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Our little group drove away from Manila on a rainy Sunday morning, praying the skies would clear when we get to Nueva Ecija. It was our first time to visit that province, so we let Waze lead the way after exiting Sta. Rita toll, Bulacan. I slept through most of the 4-hour ride but as we approached, I noticed that the roads haven’t been paved plus a herd of cows or goats would cross the street from time to time.


It was the perfect time to be away from the city, with no phone signal and mobile data to distract from the moment. When we arrived, we were greeted by gleeful children helping us park, and offering to tour us around. We asked how much they’d charge and they replied, “kayo na po bahala” (It’s up to you). Off we went with our two young guides, aged 15 and 10. They showed us around the bike trail and into a small cave, but since some of us weren’t equipped with shoes, we requested to go right into the river.


The park itself has no entrance fee, but with a small price of P600 for a maximum of 6 people, you get your own balsa (raft). The best part is there’s no time limit on how long you want to use it. We got on our raft, snapping away at photos, while two older men steered us along the river bed. When they parked it by a huge rock at a corner, we got off to swim. The water was very refreshing. But if you lay on your back for too long to relax, you’ll swiftly drift away with the current, so everyone is required to wear a life vest, or face the penalty of P250.


When I did swim away with the current, one of our guides, Mario, followed me and led me to a bunch of rocks to walk on to get back to where my friends were. Mario and Virano were very assistive in that sense, and of course supportive of our turista picture-taking tendencies.



We swam in the cool waters and took lots of photos. We played like the children we knew each other to be. This group of friends and I live on the same street and spent our childhood playing with dolls and playstations, choreographing dances and skits to perform at each others family gatherings, and really wanting to be spice girls. Now we’re all grown up, with Eliza making her big move to Canada in a few days, and Janella going to Japan to continue studying Nihongo.


We may have started to pursue different things, but the beauty is that we never lost touch and still act like the carefree kids we know each other to be when we are together.



Check out the view from up on this hanging bridge! You can get an even more thrilling one from their zipline.



It was another 2 hour drive going to Palaisdaan, Tarlac for late lunch, and our tummies were grumbling. Good thing we stopped by a reknowned ice cream parlour in Cabanatuan called Puno’s. Each cup was just 12 pesos each so we hoarded different flavors that were very Filipino! I’m a biased chocolate lover, so Chocolate with Cashew was my favorite especially since it tasted like Chuckie. Their cheese cashew macapuno was good too, and considered one of their bestsellers.


Isdaan floating restaurant is interesting to say the least. It’s a network of nipa huts on water, surround by statues of political people like Erap and Obama. What a quirk, right? They even have this pond with a cemented walkway in the middle, and if you’re able to cross that without falling, you win a kilo of fish. When we inquired about it they said that its more challenging than it looks because while walking, water would spurt out towards you plus there are shells that serve as roadblocks. Isdaan was also featured in the media for their “Taksiapo” wall (being Kapampangan, I know that word to be a curse word haha). Here, you can throw plates, bowls, ceramic and smash them on a wall to let out your anger. Some people even throw old appliances and TV sets.


Walked around a bit more, and boom, suddenly we were transported to Thailand 😮



Although they didn’t have the buffalo and lechon kawali that we originally requested, we had boats of sisig, kare kare, seafood and liempo shared amongst the 5 of us and I must say, everything was delicious! Especially when paired with ice cold beer.


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As we were finishing our meal, the rain suddenly poured. We ran back to the car with just a few umbrellas and were thankful that it was sunny for the rest of the trip, prior. Oh, and in case you’re wondering, we only spent roughly 1200 per person for everything!

Cairns, Australia: The Great Barrier Reef

Cairns (pronounced Kens), is a tropical town located at the Northeastern coast of Queensland, Australia. People walk around in bikinis and boardshorts, cyclists greet tourists “have a g’day!” and several locals fetch their grocery barefoot– it’s a laidback place to say the least. How can it now be, when its main attraction is the esplanade, where they’ve built a public pool fronting the sea because it is unsafe to swim there due to the crocodiles! It’s a legit problem they face in Cairns, just like in Manila, except here, crocodiles figuratively come to mean greedy, corrupt politicians. At least they’ve got theirs to run to over there!


Cairns has become quite the tourist town where everything’s walking distance: the local Walgreens to source our hotel snacks, the Post office, museums and aquariums, the night market with souvenir needs and massage services. This is because Cairns is the gateway to The Great Barrier Reef.


Having read about this bountiful, large living structure that can even be seen from outer space, I’ve been excited to see it since I was younger and was taking up scuba diving. I never got to pursue my license though, but I wasn’t worried because I knew I’d see a lot even just snorkelling.

Mom and I got on the pier at 7:30AM and were redirected to a terminal that felt like an airport with the number of counters that tourists had to line up for. Since it’s a popular destination it’s highly recommended that you book at least 2 days in advanced and just show the claim stub at the ticket counter, in exchange for your boarding passes. The lady at the counter warned us that it would be a windy day out and to take the anti-dizziness tablets being offered on the boat.

Indeed, it was a wild and bumpy ride. The boat crew would go around offering sick bags to those feeling nauseous. The hour long journey to Green Island felt like a long roller coaster ride with nothing but blue, bumpy waves surrounding us. When we finally got there, we were greeted by a strong stench of feces– only to discover that the culprit is the biggest crocodile in captive, doing shows on the island. Wanting to avoid the foul smell, we didn’t bother seeing the croc and walked around the island instead.


There’s not much to see here, though; it’s just an islet full of trees and shrubs with a lined path on its perimeter and a beach that wasn’t advisable to swim in after a certain point. I did see some people snorkelling on another side, but I think you have to rent out the gear and we only had limited time before going back on the boat again for the outer reef.

The lot of us tourists made a long queue back to our boat for another hour long ride to the outer reef. We docked in the middle of the ocean, right next to a pontoon, which is a strong, solid platform with no legs so as not to destroy the surrounding corals. Here, we were treated to a delicious lunch buffet with a wide variety of delicious food. I loved the Japanese curry, ratatouille, fresh prawns, creamy potatoes and there was even cold cuts and cheese!


Because we wanted to digest our food first before going into the water, we were glad to have the option to explore on the semi-submarine, especially for mom who isn’t a swimmer. We appreciated our first-ever submarine ride, so we could go deeper than you normally would in snorkelling. There was a tour guide who was telling us about the reef and its inhabitants, in 3 different languages even, for all the tourists to understand.


There were a bunch of corals, but I do admit that I was expecting to see more variety of fish. The moment we got back on the pontoon, I slipped into my wetsuit and jumped into the water with my mask and flippers on. I looked beneath and was surprised that there still weren’t much fish, and some parts of the ocean floor were bald with no corals. I did see a baby shark and a school of yellow-finned fish, and enjoyed my time in the water so I could distance myself from the crowd of tourists.


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I could only hope though, that the reason we didn’t see much on the outer reef is that they’re protecting majority of the Great Barrier Reef from tourism. Although, some articles do claim that the reef is dying. This is largely due to coal mining activities, surprisingly being allowed by the Australian government, and abnormally high ocean temperatures which causes coral bleaching.

Hopefully, 2018 will be the year where we see more shifts into renewable energy, and advancements in technology will help restore the environment. We can do our part in reversing the effects of climate change and global warming, no matter how small it may seem. If there’s one thing I resolve to do this year and onwards, it’s to reduce and refuse single-use plastic. 1 Million bottles per minute are being purchased throughout the day, so if we could just bring our own tumblers or dine in instead of take out, this would be of big help already. Let’s not wait before it’s too late.


NEW ZEALAND: Rotorua & Hobbiton

There’s something funky in the air. It smells like someone had been grilling hotdogs on charcoal for days. But with a bunch of seniors playing croquet on a huge lawn, some children and folks feeding swans along the lake, no one seemed to mind. Rotorua is a geothermal playground known as the Sulphur City due to the hydrogen sulphide emissions from the ground. People come far and wide to visit geysers of steaming water and bathe themselves in pools of bubbling mud, believed to be gifts of nature and healing from the gods.


Much more can be learned from the people who actually live here and have kept their family traditions alive for thousands of years. We visited the village of Whakarewarewa, which derives from the longest word in New Zealand that translates to “the gathering place of the army of Wahiao.” He’s the warrior chief who gathered an army to avenge the killing of his father, so those who live in this village are his descendants, including the tour guides.


The Maori took advantage of the geothermal activity in their area, making use of the steam to slow-cook their meals. They leave bags of meat, potatoes, vegetables in the hole on the ground for several minutes with a lid on, which they now call the Maori Microwave. We had a plate of “hangi” for lunch and I can tell you, the food turned out amazing. The chicken falls off the bone, the beef was tender, corn on the cob sweet, and the veggies, fresh. The meal, and all other meals we had during the trip felt simple but healthy. Besides, the 3-hour drive to Rotorua from Auckland consisted of acres and acres of green rolling hills with cows and sheep grazing the land, and barely any houses. Being in New Zealand means being close to nature and to one’s own roots.

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While in the village, we walked along a path lined with sculptures on either side. Most of them had their tongues out, and tattoed faces. These symbolize their ancestors whom they consider as spirit guides, so if you stray off that path you could be faced with danger.

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The road led us to an intimate performance space where the villagers performed the passionate haka dance. This was used back in the day to psych themselves up for war amongst tribes, and at present, for sporting games. The Maori liked to stick their tongues out and buldge their eyes to express aggression towards their enemy. Their chants and dances are so captivating in that they’re full of energy. We drove off with a deeper sense of appreciation of Maori culture, something we had never learned about before going on this trip.

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“But wait, isn’t New Zealand the place with more sheep than people?” Yup, it even used to be that the sheep to person ratio was 22:1, but the numbers have declined to 7:1. Historically, it’s because they were shipped in the country during the 1800’s when Australia was experiencing drought. At the Agrodome Farm, we rode a tractor-pulled cart to see reindeer, sheep with various coats, goats, and my favorite, the alpacas!

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Another thing NZ is known for is that The Lord of The Rings was shot entirely in this country. In fact, upon arriving at the Auckland airport, you’ll be greeted by a tall dwarven statue and a sign that says “Gateway to Middle Earth”. So off we went to visit the Bilbo Baggins residence and the rolling hills of Hobbiton! To set the mood, the tour bus played snippets from the film so that when we arrive on set, our memories are refreshed on which scenes occured where.


Trivia: no two hobbit holes are the same. They’re scaled depending on the size of the character. For example, there are houses where Gandalf is not allowed to stand in front of



Baggins Residence


The tree behind mom is the one that started it all. During location hunt, they saw the tree from the hellicopter and decided this had to be Hobbiton.

After treating us to fun, filmy trivia, our guide took us to the Green Dragon Pub, where we enjoyed free beer! Not sure if these were the same recipe as the one in the movie where the alcohol content was just 1%, lest the hundreds of extras get drunk on set, but I did enjoy my glass of Dark Amber. Usually, after film production, all the props sets and costumes are taken down, left to collect dust in storage houses or even thrown away. It was refreshing to see how well they’ve preserved Hobbiton and allow fans to feel like they’ve been transported to Middle Earth.


Being in New Zealand helped me gain a sense of peace- the kind you get from being constantly close to nature. Even the city of Auckland was built on rolling hills and maintained fresh air that magically made my cough disappear. The people are helpful enough to stop what they’re doing and give directions to lost travelers like my mom and I. We even met a Filipina lady doing volunteer work at the airport, who moved there 20 years ago and mused that she’s become a nicer person by the influence of kind Kiwis and calming nature.

TAIWAN: Spirited Away

The next morning saw us rushing to get ready for the party bus for our out of town trip. Nigel took the front seat since he liked being our linguist and comminucated with our driver through a translator app. This is what I loved about traveling with friends- each had something that we liked doing and conributed it to the group. Trish made sure our group shots were covered, I enjoyed researching for accommodations (excited to share our Jiufen BNB!), and Chris toured us around Yehliu Geopark, which was our first stop.


Birthday lunch at a seafood restaurant outside the park

Yehliu is at the northern coast of Taiwan, and the geopark consists of interesting rock formations. The most popular is the Queen’s Head, but we weren’t able to take photos due to the long line, not to mention, the intense heat! Be sure to keep hydrated and pack on the sunscreen when you visit in the summer.



Next up was Shifen Old Street- on a railroad where people cast paper lanterns off into the sky after writing their wishes. I scribbled a number of things off the top of my head, and the first one was for extra-judicial killings in the country to stop and restore peace in the Philippines. It may seem like a “Miss Universe answer” but it’s as real as it gets.

DSC_0552.jpgOn a lighter note, funny story is that since Chris did this tour the day before, he also set his lantern to the sky, but it got stuck on a tree. That’s just about how far his dreams are gonna go haha!


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Then, we were off to my much-awaited destination- Jiufen Old Street. Hundreds of steps led us up the alleyways, lined by red lanterns and stalls of food. This is where the film, Spirited Away begins. Chihiro and her family find themselves in a market brimming with all sorts of food. Her parents slurp and burp away, until they actually turn into pigs. This leaves Chihiro all to herself, as she discovers a bathhouse, servicing different kinds of spirits. I’ve loved this animated film since highschool for its whimsical nature and peculiar characters, but the beauty of rewatching it when you’re older is seeing a deeper context behind the film.




Before exploring the rest of Jiufen, we decided to check in to our beautiful bed and breakfast, Sunny Room.  We stayed at their suite for just P5,000/night and I immediately fell in love with the balcony view we had, overlooking the ocean from the mountains. The room itself is spacious, with a small sala, mini bar, and bath tub enclosed by stone walls that give it a cozy feel.



Though we did go around at night to get lost, most of the shops were closed already at 8PM. We ate at the last resto we saw that didn’t smell of stinky tofu, grabbed some beer and booze at 7/11 and retreated home to one of our rooms to play boardgames. Little did I know, it was a diversion tactic for a little surprise corner Josh and Mandy prepared. They created an assembly line of Ferrero Rocher as my cake, and I discovered that Josh was almost held up at the airport for bringing the balloon pump ❤


greeting my quarterlife with the sweetest people ever 🙂 

The next day was another reason to celebrate, since it was Nigel and Mandy’s 2nd year anniversary. We checked out of our bnb at 11AM, but they were nice enough to let us leave our luggage while we explore more of Jiufen.


Free hearty breakfast c/o Sunny Room


We took our time munching away at street food. Personal favorites are the sausage with sticky rice as a bun, milk tea, and hand-rolled peanut ice cream. We also revisited Amei Teahouse, which is inspired by Spirited Away, but found the price of P600/head to enter too steep, so we decided to just go through the stone tunnel that led Chihiro to the market.IMG_20170821_153424.jpg_MG_1477.jpgAt the end of the road, was my favorite little shop selling Ocarinas– wind instruments very much similar to a recorder, but what made them more special are the various shapes and colors they come in. Josh bought a yellow submarine, while I got a blue duck and a black and white dalmatian._MG_1534.jpg

I must say that it wasn’t just the ocarinas that reeled us in, but the middle-aged man, happily playing his instrument like he had no other care in the world. He played the My Neighbor Totoro theme song, which we made Blue-y (stuffed toy) dance to, and Colors of the Wind, which made me well up a bit because I could feel his heart in the music. In between songs, he would take breaks by painting on the newly molded instruments. _MG_1509.jpg

We asked if he knew how to play A Song of Fire and Ice, and though he didn’t know of it, he was eager to learn after we googled the chords for him. He thanked us for adding a new song on to his repertoire, but I think it should be us, thanking him for the love and light he radiates- for being a humble reminder that we do the same.


TAIWAN: Taipei City

The high noon sun blared fiercely through the bus windows on my way to Taipei City. When I got out to transfer to the MRT, I felt like I stepped into a steamer with high levels of humidity. Regardless, I was looking forward to exploring Taiwan with close friends during my birthday weekend.

I left my luggage and freshened up at our Airbnb in Ximending. It’s a cute little apartment good for 6-8 people and if you don’t mind having to climb 2 flights of stairs, then I would recommend this place for families and groups of friends. It has 3 bedrooms so you could still have your privacy with the added convenience of hanging out in the living room, Terrace House style. There’s even a Family Mart across the street where we’d grab morning grub, plus the train station is only a 5 minute walk away.


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Spent the first day with Trish and Jero since the rest of the gang were to arrive past midnight cause they were coming from work. We started off at the Museum of Contemporary Art, featuring the works of artist Li Chen, who began his career by producing traditional Buddhist statues for shrines. This is evident in most of the artworks we saw, which now had a modern and more relatable twist.


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It turned out to be an artsy day when we decided to visit the Huashan 1914 Creative Park. It used to be a vineyard back in the 1920’s so it has a rustic, cozy feel to it. There are several exhibitions up, so you can choose the artist and pay a fee to see their works. But our first priority was to reward ourselves from the 16-minute walk with some Oolong ice cream.

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At the Gaudi exhibit

At night, we roamed around the Ximending Night Market where we tasted grilled octopus on a stick (your choice of flavored powder), the famous beef cubes, and misua, a delicious, spicy thin-noodle soup with sardines. Our alcohol craving took us to a nearby area with a host of bars. Gravitating towards the dance music playing from the second floor, we asked if we could go there and the waiter said, “upstairs is different.” I then noticed rainbow flags strewn everywhere, and understood what he meant. We sipped on colorful cocktails and toasted to pride!


Ximending by night is like low-key Shibuya

Our group was finally complete the next day, and we made it to Taipei 101 for late lunch at Din Tai Fung. Xiao Long Bao and pork buns were obviously pinned as priorities and the meal did not upset. I’d say it was worth the 20 minute wait, but if you’re planning to do Taipei 101, they say the view is better at night when the whole city is lit.



Inside joke was that they’re our PA’s cos they were all in black, carrying our cameras and water bottles HAHA. I guess blogger jowas goes well too 

Went off to snap our way around Chiang Kai Shek Memorial and watched the changing of guards. There weren’t much signages in English about who he was, but in the information age, that shouldn’t be a problem. Chiang Kai Shek was the head of the Nationalist Party of China but lost control over it to the communists, so he set up a benign dictatorship in Taiwan, with the help of fellow Nationalists and of course, the United States of America.



Our dose of history was balanced out with pop culture when I prodded the group to visit P.S. Bubu, the place where Shan Cai and Dao Ming Su had their first date. My 12 year-old self was giddy all over! I was such a huge fan of Meteor Garden that I went to see F4’s concert in Manila and had all their merch- including a blanket which had their faces on and it creeped out my friends during sleepovers. I had the biggest crush on Dao Ming Su, so it was a dream come true for me to recreate this scene with my own angas man.


PS. thank you friends for being so patient. We waited quite a while for the family to leave this pink car 🙂

Then we went off to Shilin Market and let the food tripping commence! Though I have to say I was turned off by the smell, thinking it must be garbage around, but it was actually stinky tofu. I didn’t quite catch the difference of taste between that and normal tofu, so I didn’t appreciate it much. Stinkiness aside, there’s so much more to love in Shilin: cheesy oysters, beef cubes which the boys loved so much we had to go back for it before leaving the market, HUGE Hotstar fried chicken that we paired with cheesy okonomiyaki, and underrated mushrooms topped with cumin powder.




At the stroke of midnight, we were on the bus back home, and just like that, I turned Taiwanty-five. Our tummies were full, and my heart even more so. I had spent the past few days doing what I love most, with friends I hold close. We capped off the night with some whiskey, stand-up comedy on Netflix, and the promise of another two days of adventure.