Tuesday in Taipei
On Tuesday morning, I ate breakfast in the lobby and went out for a quick three hour walk. I didn’t know where to go, so I headed in the direction of the Taipei Tower. Reaching it, I decided not to try going to the top. Instead, I wandered through the neighborhoods north of Xinyi Road. I got a little turned around on all the non perpendicular streets and ended up walking pretty far away from the hotel. Despite my keen navigation sense, I keep getting lost on the last leg of the walks. I made it back to the hotel with just enough time to shower before heading out to the production company office for the rest of the day.
Shadowy entrance to a parking garage.
BW view of scooters on the sidewalk.
Under construction or abandonment.
Dr. Sun Yat-sen Mermorial Hall.
Meditating in yellow.
Two incredibly old people in wheelchairs getting pushed around the park. One of them kept making a low, rumbling grunt in response to his caretaker’s stories.
The arching roof.
Dr. Sun, I presume.
The changing of the guard.
The view outside the door of the memorial hall.
Old woman in wheel chair.
Onions outside a restaurant.
A man stands in his rice and grain store.
Scooterists at an intersection.
Food & beverage. Food & beverage. Food & beverage.
An old exhibit at the convention center is sent to the landfill.
The mind boggling ugly architecture of the convention center.
Confused construction worker stairs at me on Xinyi Road near Taipei Tower.
An unusually located public garden on the main street near the convention center and tower.
A bumper crop of boots on a stick.
Stray dog in Korean Mission parking area.
Pig feet and pig meat greet me on the street.
Seen through an alley fence.
The entrance to a street market.
One vendor’s sad selection.
Old women picks some cuts.
Our two hearts beat as one. These captain beef hearts were hung at dog-accessible level.
Fried noodles and rice.
Water roots and a scale.
Jumbo cucumber with markings.
Live Pasta. It’s Live!
An oddly park patrol car at a small police station.
Junk collector’s vehicle.
The driver’s seat.
Alley garden behind apartments near the production company.
Man collecting plastic for recycling.
A park full of tai chi on a windy afternoon.
A colorful view.
Street side discussions.
A ceremonial furnace on the sidewalk.
Chicken hearts on a stick at dinner.
The frog logo of a chain store that only served crushed ice desserts.
I ordered a big bowl of crushed ice with grass jelly and sweetened condensed milk. Very good.
I’m glad I’ve had some time to explore Taipei on this work trip. It has been a long time coming, but on Wednesday we actually get to start shooting. From there, my adventures will be solely professional.