Taiwan, Leg Two

So last night I found myself on the dance floor of the swanky club Ziga Zaga at the Hyatt Hotel. Before I knew it, I was dancing with a lady with a nice dress and a figure to fill it out. The zany thing about it all was that she was about forty. Gotta say that it was certainly a first for me, but I'll play Ashton Kutcher to her Demi Moore any night of the week. I didn't realize her age 'til about mid-"Billie Jean" 'cause she initially had her back to me a lot of the time and her hair smelled so nice, but around the second chorus my hazy mind wrapped itself around the realization that the girl freaking me was alive in the 60's!! But hey, in my defense Halle Berry and Selma Hayek are both over forty and I had no problem letting her experience teach me a lesson or two.

My other nights have consisted of much more conventional fun. Sorry, no bar or club pictures, though a few were hit. I'll put up another Facebook album later, I'm too indolent at the moment. Also just kicked it with lots of relatives and consumed pounds and pounds of the finest cuisine in my life. Some random tidbits though from the past week or so:

1. Hangovers hurt as much in Asia as they do in the US.
2. Twist And Shout is the most fun song to dance to, ever.
3. I really, really love my family.
4. Ramen in Taiwan is completely acceptable as breakfast, lunch, or dinner.
5. I'm sporting new glasses.
6. Typhoons are crazy!
7. Must. Get. A. Wii.
8. I am madly enchanted by René Magritte's art right now. Like, deliriously.

Oh, and Nova has since sent me my residential info. I'll be in Sakai, a 'burb of Osaka and living with an American and New Zealander as flatmates.

It's now a lazy Sunday afternoon and I'm on my own. My mom and sister flew back to the States and have landed safely. I hopped a Taipei-Hualien train this morning and three, four hours later I'm laying on my hotel bed, wrapped up in a warm comforter and the smug tranquility of independence.

How's everyone at home doing? Holla atcha boy.