Escapades
Wednesday, December 29th, 2010Photo-catch-up.
Today I had pho, and the pho had msg. I could tell because I felt like a balloon was squeezed into my esophagus and an invisible octupus had suckered itself to the base of my neck. It wasn’t so bad where my face felt like it was trapped in a vise, but it wasn’t pleasant.
Come on, people. Quality control.
This has nothing to do with the rest of my meandering in the city:
“Mudge smelled like oatmeal”
Tina and I passed an English school in one of the nicer neighborhoods in Taipei, where we found and read some amusing short, page-long stories…
So beautiful.
“Just married” sketchy kewpie dolls tied to a bumper… luxury
Squid ink bread!
Doggone Denim
The most flattering picture of me
I suppose this isn’t really part of the city…
Near Ximen…
Some scholars
And my favorite….
Oh, Taipei Taiwan.
