Sunday, August 7, 2011

Date spots

It's hard to believe (but then again, not, considering where I am), but the Ch'ingshui Service Area 清水服務區, located on National Highway No. 3 福爾摩沙高速公路 (aka 國道三號) is considered a local sightseeing spot. This is supposedly due to the "scenic night view" to be seen from the rest area, but in actuality there are much better viewpoints in  Qingshui and around. That doesn't stop the hordes from coming, though obviously the main reason is to eat and shop. This evening, however, the service area was relatively quiet. As my wife suggested, seeing as today is Chinese Valentine's Day 情人節, perhaps most couples are at motels instead. Hubba hubba...

A small aquarium that included some jellyfish drew a lot of interest. Amber took a few pictures which can be seen on her blog.

The Korean Wave hasn't apparently washed up in Qingshui yet, but signs of Cool Japan were everywhere.

Father and daughter in our Okinawa 沖縄 outfits.

The heartwarming story of Taiwan Coffee.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

I had a yume

As a part-time blogger who has lived in Taiwan 台灣 for much longer than I care to admit, I would love to blog on the many things that make this island so unique. Unfortunately, I can only think of two that make Taiwan stand out from its neighbors in this part of the world: its geopolitical situation vis-à-vis China; and the betel-nut beauties 檳榔西施. Even more unfortunately, Michael Turton and Tobie Openshaw cornered those respective markets a long time ago, so I’m left with beyond-the-fringe niche photos such as these:

Yume ユメ means "dream" 夢, which also would have made a good name for the jewelry store.

The juxtaposition of the graceful cherry blossom with the fermenting soybean.


I admit it – I’m a fascist. You may (or may not have) noticed that when it comes to writing place names and the such on this blog, I painstakingly insert macrons over long vowels in Japanese words (Tōkyō 東京, sumō 相撲 etc.), while for Taiwanese names, I take the reactionary road by insisting on using Wade-Giles Romanization 韋氏拼音, complete with apostrophes and tone marks. It’s my blog, after all, and I’ll do what I want to (despite, or even because of, the occasional nasty comment I get about it).

However, when it comes to public forums, I will use the accepted spellings, though admittedly doing so is more difficult on Taiwan-related forums due to the Romanization mess here. What annoys me, therefore, are those who insist on being “correct” when dispensing advice to questions on travel-related forums such as Lonely Planet’s Thorn Tree, where I’m a regular reader and frequent contributor. Why, for example, write "Tokyo" as “Toukyou”? Technically that’s correct, but virtually everyone recognizes the name of Japan’s capital without the long vowels. On the Taiwan side of Thorn Tree, you get posters who refer to places called “Taizhong” and “Gaoxiong” when answering queries from people looking for advice about things to see and do here. Again, those renderings are correct according to the rules of Pinyin 拼音, but the hapless OP (Original Poster) would probably have a very difficult time finding those places on his/her map of Taiwan.

And, for that matter, why do some so-called “helpful” posters insist on peppering their replies with examples of Japanese or Chinese words, without any corresponding English translations? One frequent contributor to Japan-related queries likes to throw in words and phrases like “keisatsu” or “shinpai shinai de”. Wouldn’t saying “police” 警察 or “don’t worry” 心配しないで be of more use to the person seeking assistance? People post to these forums because they are seeking advice and suggestions from those who have been there before them. They are not looking to be impressed with your language skills. Save your anal-retentive Romanization Nazi spellings for your own personal blogs, and use commonly-rendered terms and names when answering general queries on public forums.

That’s what this reactionary right-wing lunatic does.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

The Signs They Are-a Changin'

At least they appear to be in Taichung's 台中 Yizhong Street 一中街 student mecca. Young people in this area are surfing the Korean Wave, which began with TV dramas and music (K-pop), and Korean-themed clothing boutiques can be spotted all around the area. Here are a few I came across this evening:


Those South Koreans may be economic rivals and "poor sports", but they're way cooler than you are, right kids?

"Cool Japan" is still holding its own, though, in Yizhong Street:

"A new list" 新しいリスト. For drinks, presumably.

This sign is rather interesting in that it uses the word shōten-gai 商店街. Why didn't they write "mall" or "shopping street", which is what in means in English?

The Japanese in the bottom-left corner refers to "Spring onion-flavored pie rolls" ねぎ風味巻きパイ.

I feel another rant coming on...

This afternoon I went for what should have been a relaxing walk on the relatively easy Nos. 7 and 8 trails in the Dakeng 大坑 area. However, as I was starting to wrap things up and head back downhill to my parked scooter, I noticed that the bottom of my right hiking boot was starting to peel off...again. This had happened earlier this year, back in April, and at that time my wife took the boot in to be repaired. It seems the repair work lasted all of...four months. So now I'm wondering who to blame. The choices are:

a.) the sporting goods store in Taichung 台中 which sold me the boots in the first place in the spring of last year;

b.) the elderly gentleman who repaired the boot;

c.) the middle-aged woman selling produce in the parking lot for the hiking trails (and whose food stands took up almost all the space on a public staircase) who had a good, long laugh at the hapless foreign barbarian and his equally hapless footwear;

d.) my wife, who came to the decision that a senior citizen working from a stand in a traditional market was more eminently qualified to fix my broken boot than the trained technicians at a professional repair service, or:

e.) all of the above.

As for f.) my fault, that isn't an option, as these are supposed to be hiking boots, dammit, and I was using them in the way the good lord (or the gods) intended.

Now, if here were Japan, or perhaps even Taipei 台北, I could just bring the boot in to the nearest branch of a company like Mr. Minit and have the job done right the first time. Unfortunately, if I mention this to my beloved, I will probably be accused of "complaining about Taiwan (again)". So, instead, I've got to figure out a way of subtly convincing Pamela that seeing as this is the year 2011 and not 1961, we don't have to use the same services that her mother would utilize in these sorts of situations.

Wish me luck.

An example of the fine craftsmanship and attention to detail for which Taiwan is noted

Monday, August 1, 2011

Happy belated anniversary

It was our 9th wedding anniversary last week, and this afternoon the Kaminoge family belatedly celebrated with lunch at a steak buffet restaurant on the 8th floor of the Pacific Department Store in beautiful downtown Fengyuan 豐原. The view from our table of that uniquely unique stunning urban scenery for which Taiwan 台灣 is "famous":


Making yourself at home: a teenage girl decides that the best place to text her friends would be from the floor of the very same restaurant. As one my friends wrote about this scene on Facebook, "Odd. Very odd":



This Fukuoka SoftBank Hawks 福岡ソフトバンクホークス cap looks a lot better on daughter than it does on father:

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Finally!

It's about bloody time. LiveJournal appears to have finally worked out its server issues regarding image insertions on blog entries. Maybe. I hope...


Squint, and you may just be able to make out the Japanese writing on the sign for this boutique near Sanmin Road 三民路 in T'aichung 台中


By "Japan's Type Pork Chop", do they mean tonkatsu 豚カツ? And if so, do they cook it in too much batter, and offer ketchup as a condiment to go along with it?


Sanchōme 三丁目「さんちょうめ」, self-proclaimed purveyors of "cheap barbecue" 平價燒烤

Amber and I went to Taichung's Metropolitan Park 臺中都會公園 yesterday afternoon. In addition to riding her bike around the park, my daughter also polished off an ice cream and vanquished a giant ladybug:



The park is noted for its giant phallus, the most important of the icons venerated by followers of the region's fertility cult:



The weather was clear enough for nice views of the city, though not pristine enough to provide a glimpse of the mountains on the opposite side of the basin from the park:

Saturday, July 30, 2011

It's OK, no one will read this anyway

It has to be the heat and humidity. Or a case of the post-Okinawa 沖縄 trip blues. After all, when I left Naha 那覇, the sky was a beautiful shade of azure which lasted all the way until the island of T’aiwan 台灣 was in sight, when it suddenly faded to a paler hue tinged with yellow, and the ground below looked to be a dull green. Or perhaps it’s that fact the Seattle Mariners have forgotten how to win a baseball game. Then again it could be the result of the insomnia I’ve been suffering from for several months now, which in itself is probably due to stress.

It certainly doesn’t help that Live Journal has been having internal server issues that have made posting an extremely frustrating experience. Whatever the cause, I’ve been feeling cranky recently. And when that happens, it’s time to vent. Consider yourself warned.

Recently a website affiliated with CNN International called CNN Go published a list it called the “World's 50 most delicious foods”. Such pointless subjective listings are usually a waste of time, and this one is no exception. Not surprisingly, it has the Taiwanese blogosphere up in arms due to the fact there is only one dish among the 50 with any connection to Taiwan, the notorious stinky tofu 臭豆腐 (at #41), and here it is identified with Southeast Asia and not Formosa. It would be nice to see the netizens of this island getting worked up over something that actually mattered, but what’s revealing is the cultural myopia on display here. A quick look at stinky tofu’s Wikipedia entry reveals, among other things, the following:

“It is a popular snack in East and Southeast Asia…in Hong Kong, stinky tofu is a trademark street food…”

If Wikipedia is correct (admittedly, a big “if”), then stinky tofu isn’t quite the “Taiwanese” dish we so often think of it as being. Would your average Hong Konger associate stinky tofu with Taiwan? Come to think of it, would anyone outside of East and Southeast Asia even know what stinky tofu is, let alone make a connection between it and Taiwan? Taiwanese bloggers need to take a break from this island periodically and try some authentic non-Chinese/Taiwanese dishes before they start getting themselves all worked up over perceived “slights”.

Another inevitable result of these listings is the equally predictable reaction from certain resident Westerners here. When a chance arrives to show off one’s knowledge of Taiwanese-related minutiae, these folks waste no time in doing so before the window of opportunity closes. On a certain well-known and (deservedly) popular local blog reporting on the above story, you can find several comments made by people listing plenty of “worthwhile” local dishes. In several of the cases, the Mandarin (or preferably Taiwanese) names are employed, but few descriptions are given for those of us unenlightened souls who might not have a clue as to what is being promoted, in an attempt to demonstrate to their fellow ex-pats just how acclimatized they have become to the local culture (bonus points are earned for including the Chinese characters for said dishes). Just how much (or how often) the posters actually enjoy these foods is questionable; after all, some of these poor souls have been known to sing the praises of Taiwan Beer 台灣啤酒, which immediately earns them a couple of minutes in the penalty box for violating the rules of good taste. My favorite recommendation was this one:

“(S)ea urchin sashimi (which I know is Japanese but you can get it here, fresh and local)”

 As least he/she knows the origin of the dish. However, what they fail to point out is that sashimi 刺身 in Taiwan is often served half-frozen, and with at least three times as much wasabi ワサビ as you would get in Japan, thus wiping out any hint of the subtle flavorings that Japanese cuisine is known for. If sashimi was brought out to the table in Japan the way it’s presented in many establishments here, the server would be charged with a felony and would likely do a spell in prison. But I digress...

I honestly can’t think of any local dishes that would belong on a World’s Top 50 food list. For one thing, I’ve only been to a small number of countries, so no doubt there are an untold number of amazingly delicious foods out there that I haven’t tried yet (right, Taiwanese bloggers?), making it difficult for me to assemble any sort of reasonable compilation. But mainly I find most things here to be bland variations on the same old noodle/rice/fried food themes. Comparing Fengyuan 豐原 with Yokkaichi 四日市 in Japan, for example (two ordinary cities where I am living and have lived, respectively), the former certainly has more places to eat, but the latter by far had a much greater variety of foods to choose from. Not only did Yokkaichi offer an extensive range of Japanese cuisine, it also had a much greater choice of non-Japanese dining establishments, running the gamut from the French café where Pamela and I once celebrated our anniversary to the local branch of Denny’s デニーズ. To paraphrase an old saying, Taiwanese will eat anything…as long as it’s Taiwanese.

While many of the locals may be (blissfully?) ignorant of the world at large, what excuse do some of our erstwhile happy foreign residents have? I often get the impression that for a few expats here, Taiwan is the only place in East Asia where they have lived. Sure, they may have visited Hong Kong, Japan or South Korea, but they have never experienced normal life in those places to the extent that they are doing here in Taiwan. As a result, some of them tend to assume either that Taiwan is somehow “uniquely” unique compared to its neighbors, or that what must be true in Taiwan is also the case in the rest of the region. Examples of the former are more numerous, though cases of the latter are often manifested in political discussions. How often have we read in blog postings or comments entries that refer to “Taiwan’s unique history”? So Hong Kong, which was transformed during the period of 155 years of British rule from a small fishing village into a dynamic city and economic powerhouse, isn’t special? And Korea, which saw itself divided by the forces of the Cold War into two states which are almost completely different from each other in terms of political and economic systems, isn’t remarkably different? What about Japan, which for nearly two thousand years has taken first Chinese, and then Western, influences, and turned them into cultural forms which are distinctly Japanese? Apparently, these places just don’t have what it takes, culturally or historically, to set themselves apart from that most special of dynamos, Taiwan.

A recent review of the Taiwanese film Night Market Hero by a Western writer started off by stating that night markets are “(u)nique to Taiwanese culture”. Is that so? Then why does the Wikipedia article on the topic remark that “they also exist in other areas inhabited by ethnic Chinese such as Hong Kong, Macau, Singapore, Malaysia, China, Thailand, Philippines and Chinatowns worldwide.”? The review also states the following:

“Italy is Italy, the Greek island are the Greek islands, but there is nothing quite like Taiwan's famous -- and infamous -- night markets.”

You certainly can’t argue with that assertion – the antiquities of Western culture to be seen in Rome or Athens can’t hold a candle to the fried, greasy food and tacky, cheaply priced (and made) clothing that you find in a typical 夜市 (oops, there I go showing off). I do hope our humble scribe was just trying to be humorous.

Work your way through the Taiwan-centered English-language blogosphere, and you’ll find endless references to the friendliness of the Taiwanese people, the beauty of the natural landscape, the opportunities to engage in fun activities and so on. All of which are true, of course, but not exclusive to this island, either. Take the “friendly” locals, for example. I have had the pleasure of meeting a lot of genuinely kind and helpful people in Taiwan, but I have also encountered my fair share of rude, boorish and inconsiderate jerks (and I don’t just mean operators of motor vehicles, either). Some of this so-called “kindness” strikes me as a (not too) subtle reminder that we are, and will always be, guests here, no matter how long we have stayed in Taiwan, or how much of the language we’ve mastered or even when taking into account the families we have started here. I’d rather be treated indifferently, or even ignored, by the locals, because at least it would mean I would be getting the same treatment as anyone else. Besides, the optimist (deep) inside me likes to think that people all over the people are naturally kind to visitors to their land. Hospitality goes hand-in-hand with xenophobia.

At least those of you who can’t get enough of all that “kindness” from the Taiwanese have reciprocated in kind on many occasions, right?

I’ll admit to that it isn’t for nothing that the Portuguese named Taiwan Ilha Formosa. However, while I also love the mountains here (to take but one example), many have been the time when it was hard to make out all that beautiful scenery through the smog…um, pardon me, I mean “haze”. Having spent time in Hokkaidō 北海道 and the Japan Alps 日本アルプス, not to mention just recently returning from a visit to Okinawa, I’m not prepared to attach any superlative endings to descriptions of scenery in this country (and I’ve been told that South Korea has some pretty stunning natural attractions of its own). I had to laugh a while back when some bloggers were campaigning to have Yushan 玉山 named as one of the new “7 Wonders of the World”. Yushan? Just because it may be the highest mountain in northeast Asia doesn’t make it a “wonder”. In terms of aestheticism, for example, how can Yushan even begin to compare with Mt. Fuji 富士山, especially the latter’s almost perfect symmetry and the numerous references to it that have been found in art and literature throughout the centuries? Size doesn’t always matter.

In short, there’s nothing wrong with getting enthused about things Taiwanese, but don’t forget to put your observations into some kind of proper perspective. Get out and spend some time in the rest of East Asia so that you’ll have a better understanding of this country’s pluses and minuses, especially in relation to its neighbors.

And for god’s sake, stop waxing lyrically about Taiwan Beer – there are actually decent local microbrews out there if you would just make the effort to find them.

Peace out…

P.S. If you moved to Taiwan after having lived and worked in China, you are largely excused from much of the above rant.