French women don't get fat. Taiwanese women don't get sweaty.
Sitting in an internet cafe with the entire back of my shirt soaked. The guy next to me has two cell phones. The guy on my other side keeps peeking at what I'm doing. Maybe he can read this.
Gulping down pearl milk tea. Trying to find some Chinese theater or dance to go see. How cool does this look?
As all of you know, China (and more specifically, Taiwan) is a big part of my heritage. My mother was born in China but raised in Taipei, Taiwan. (FYI, my father was born in Philadelphia but raised in Palm Beach Gardens, Florida. So kind of the same.) All of my mother's immediate family still resides in Taipei: my grandparents, my aunt, my uncle, their children and their children's children. I'm going to Taipei this summer for seven full weeks (from May 28-July 15) to live with them, become familiar with their Taiwan lifestyle and finally learn to speak some Mandarin.
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