Let's throw chronology into the
blender and create a smoothie of
funny, weird, exciting and boring events. We go back in time, but at the same
time predict the future and talk about the presence. There are no rules
anymore. Everything that pops in the mind, will be written down. Welcome in the
mind of a traveller and not just an ordinary one but an 'AB-' blood type one!
There is no logic anymore, be prepared...
The purpose of going to the north side of Taiwan
with my family and their 'teacher' friends in the weekend was to go eat
seafood. You cannot find fish that is more fresh than in that tiny harbour because everything was still
crawling around in the water basins, screaming 'Help don't eat me! I'm so
pretty!', trying to find their way back to the ocean. I must say, they were
pretty; the snails, lobsters, crabs,.. but it made them look even more
delicious. So I said a little prayer for crab n°7 and the blue-spotted lobster
and there they were thrown...in the bag.
So we had bags with alive and kicking seafood? What
now? Well easy, we walked 15m and we entered a restaurant (a kind of centuries
old metal barn with large round tables and stools) where we handed over the
bags with screaming seafood to the sweaty chubby cook (the kind that doesn't
realizes that he has sweat on his forehead, stinks and wears a T-shirt without
sleeves, indeed, that kind!). He threw them all into the boiling water, no
mercy, how does he sleep at night? And there was our food! Before I go further:
it was prepared quickly, everything in a different manner and it was
delicious.
Occasionally, I make myself ridiculous in front of
people (I know, you nodding friends behind your NBs!). In order to continue
being the way I am, I took my first shrimp in my hands, broke the head off, and
there it happened...the explosion of brown shrimp juice in my face, hair and on
my clothes.
Another explosion took place at home when I was trying
to open a passion fruit. Oh by the way, passion fruit is so cheap here and so
delicious, that I eat them often. So I was - well I thought I was - using the
right technique to open it but unfortunately! John was on the telephone and saw
the explosion happening from 1.45m distance. All the passion fruit seeds flew
around in the living room, on my legs, on the white floor, on the leather seat
and on my clothes. I just keep on attracting explosions...what is wrong with
me?
After eating seafood, I learned that when Taiwanese
are talking about ugly girls, they call them dinosaurs (I revealed them that we
call them dragons of course!). I also learned that I am a spice girl? So I was
thinking about the blond one but do I look like here? Not really! But then it
came to light that they wanted to say that I am a spicy girl, HAHA those
naughty friends of my family, a little bit embarrassiiiiing!!
I am learning some Chinese words and sentences like:
shut up, I (want to) kill you, stupid, and some other useful words. Learning to
say 'I want to kill you' began with the story of the large orange (a fruit you
cannot find in Europe) that you need to kill before you can eat it (cutting of
the top of the skin, they call it: killing it in Chinese).
At school, John (my family) is always jealous when the
students come into the office to talk to me or to give me gifts because he is a
teacher too at the school and I am sitting right next to him at his desk, poor
thing but so funny! The teaching keeps getting more and more funny. One time, a
student wanted to sing a song for me. I thought ‘he wants to sing alone. He is really confident about himself so he
must be a good singer?’ Mmm
not really, hij
zong zo vals als een kat! And I was trying to hold back my
laughter but damn that was difficult. (To be clear, I am always amazed by
students that spontaneously want to perform something, I think they are great
and it makes me every time so happy to see them become more and more open).
Other classes played the flute for me or sang their country's song,
A-MA-ZING!
Today I thought a class for the second time and there
was a boy sitting in front always wanting to participate in the presentation:
when I was talking about food in general: "Oh yes, I am so hungry!",
about Belgian chocolate: "Oh it is so good, are you going to buy for
me?", about French fries: "FRIEEEEEEEEEEESSSS I want to eat them
now!", about Belgian beer: "It is so goood (while he never even
tasted it:))!!". And during the presentation he asked my cell phone number
for 5 times AGAIN (like in the first session). I decided to give it to the
whole class! As they were all eagerly taking pen and paper to write it down, I
took my BB and wrote down on the black board 09…000 00 000. Even the teacher
fell for it! Haha, they were so disappointed!
Stinky tofu, by the way, is a kind of tofu that really
stinks (really?), the smell is so sharp! Do you know the product ‘Veet’, you
lubricate it on your legs and then after a while your hair dyes? Well, I think
stinky tofu has the same effect on the little hairs in my nose but then quicker.
It is mostly sold at the night markets, so I guess that is the only negative
point I can find about these markets. They fry the tofu and just eat it like
that and it is so popular among the Taiwanese. Some say, It can be compared to
the stinky Belgian cheese, but no way I could accept that statement!
Also, at school I have my private normal toilet! So
nice! Why? Well, apparently the Taiwanese at my school prefer the urinals in
the ground and there is only one normal toilet...indeed. For me! One
disadvantage? My knees hit the door!
And like my knees hit the door of
the toilet cabin, my whriting hits the warning wall for nonsense writing.. so I
guess I will end here.. FOR NOW.
Byebye my followers in the deep sea
of madness! XieXie.
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