Taxi anyone?

You know, I think the most frustrating thing about being in Taiwan is not being able to drive. Actually scratch that, even if I were able to drive I don't think I would ever drive in Taiwan or any other Asian country at that. The roads here are like some all out war. First come first serve. Granny crossing the street? Who cares? Vroom! Actually the grannies don't even look before crossing (at least this holds true with my grandma as she grabs my hand and says okay let's go while I scream "It's red! It's red!!). It's ridiculous. And because everyone equally refuses to follow rules, the policemen are useless because there are way too many people breaking the law.

I went out again with my grandmother and she decided to cross the street. Ah, but there's a twist. She didn't cross the street vertically or horizontally. No, that wouldn't be adventurous enough, she crossed the gosh dang street diagonally. I thought I was going to develop an aneurysm and have it burst right on the spot. The vehicles and bikes moving however they pleased were already bad enough, then you add my crazy grandmother into the equation. I thought we were going to die. She was dragging me across the street saying that it was okay to go while I attempted to stand there and wait for the red hand to turn into the little walking man. I couldn't look. My grandmother dragged me across the street and I closed my eyes and quickly followed along.

At least this dangerous adventure was well worth it. Delicious noodles followed soon after. The thing I love most about Taiwan is the fact that there's food everywhere. You walk along the streets: food. You go into a shopping center: food. In front of a hair salon: food. Of course this is my ideal place. The best part is the fact that you sweat so much that it doesn't matter how much you eat, you won't gain weight. I always lose weight if I come back to Taiwan even though I eat twice as much. Man, maybe that's why America is such an overweight country. It's not hot enough. Maybe if everyone wore Eskimo suits all the time the obesity rate would decrease...

I went back into my room (actually my aunt's room that I invaded) to check my email and listen to music and I realized that my bug collection that I previously told you guys about disappeared! I was so disappointed. I had a collection of at least eight. I was so excited and ready to take a picture and show you guys. I asked my grandma if she saw my bug collection and she said, "What? You were collecting those? I threw them away... who collects dead mosquitoes?! What's wrong with you?" I suppose a better question would be 'what's right with me'.

Anyway it's time to end this blog. I'm going to go get shaved ice and then a butt load of desserts to go from the one and only... 85 degrees C (they really need to make one in the bay, lucky Irvine)!!! Drool. Later~

eat & eat some more <3