still on the same song...
warning: boring photos ahead.
well, it was a boring trip, so.
day1: we looked at rocks. and the sea. i spent forever trying to get a nice shot of sea-spray then realised it was near-impossible.
day2: we looked at more rocks. and visited this dingy tourist trap up the hills which i didn't get any nice photos of.
all the stone you see is just waiting to be chipped off and polished before it becomes marble.
day3: visited some indigenous cultural village blah blah, tried taking photos of half nekkid young men in miniskirts with tassels on their butts dancing things that send your brain into the gutter but alas! the lighting was so bad you can't make much out.
so i offer you an hawaiian-styled sunset taken from the bus.
day4: the day i bought souvenirs!!
we rode on a small and rather "reliable" looking train to this dingy little place with cows, cute cows.
day5: back to taipei, went to the gu gong museum which has some of china's greatest artworks ever. but photography wasn't allowed.
so you'll have to make do with the taiwanese version of yasukuni jinja. we basically went there just to look at the guard's shift changing ceremony, which was pathetic cauase there're only 4 in each shift anyway. noone cares about WWII so it was meaningless.
day5 is also the fateful day my mother bought a hugeass painting which was probably what made the manager decide that our luggage can NOT fit onto the flight. ^^;;
summary: lots of time spent on the tour bus. singaporeans only want to shop. and on top of that, there's far too much tourist trap shopping. i'd say we didn't have enough time with rocks or the fields or ANY TIME at all with the maple leaves. or the museum. oh, but there's too much temple and shrine and other divinity rubbish i don't care about.
well, it was a boring trip, so.
day1: we looked at rocks. and the sea. i spent forever trying to get a nice shot of sea-spray then realised it was near-impossible.
day2: we looked at more rocks. and visited this dingy tourist trap up the hills which i didn't get any nice photos of.
all the stone you see is just waiting to be chipped off and polished before it becomes marble.
day3: visited some indigenous cultural village blah blah, tried taking photos of half nekkid young men in miniskirts with tassels on their butts dancing things that send your brain into the gutter but alas! the lighting was so bad you can't make much out.
so i offer you an hawaiian-styled sunset taken from the bus.
day4: the day i bought souvenirs!!
we rode on a small and rather "reliable" looking train to this dingy little place with cows, cute cows.
day5: back to taipei, went to the gu gong museum which has some of china's greatest artworks ever. but photography wasn't allowed.
so you'll have to make do with the taiwanese version of yasukuni jinja. we basically went there just to look at the guard's shift changing ceremony, which was pathetic cauase there're only 4 in each shift anyway. noone cares about WWII so it was meaningless.
day5 is also the fateful day my mother bought a hugeass painting which was probably what made the manager decide that our luggage can NOT fit onto the flight. ^^;;
summary: lots of time spent on the tour bus. singaporeans only want to shop. and on top of that, there's far too much tourist trap shopping. i'd say we didn't have enough time with rocks or the fields or ANY TIME at all with the maple leaves. or the museum. oh, but there's too much temple and shrine and other divinity rubbish i don't care about.