Yan-Shih and I ate breakfast on our own, my parents deciding they just wanted to eat the hotel “free” food. Once we arrived my dad and Yan-Shih left to pick up the car, whist Cathy and I chatted and eventually waited by the street. Just when we were starting to get worried the two of them showed up, having only “gotten lost a few times” and “trying to turn down one way streets.”
Once on the freeway we strolled through several tollbooths, and got only semi-lost trying to find the perfect blossoming area. I found $20 in the bushes next to a big dam, which I picked up, and decided not to think why it would be in the bushes in the first place.
One of our destinations was a Hakka village nestled in the hills. We sat down at a Yan-Shih Approved restaurant, ordered our food, and chatted about stuff. After food was walked a tad farther and decided to make our own tea. The ingredients were brought out, and we mixed the bowels until they became a thick green paste. Somehow I seemed to do the majority of the churning, but maybe I have a biased opinion. Hot water was added, mogi brought out, and fine self-made Hakka-style tea enjoyed.
Once on the road again we quickly arrived in Sun Moon Lake. We parked and started hotel shopping, finally settling on a tall-but-skinny hotel; Yan-Shih expertly killed the price, and we moved in. Our room had a huge TV, and big bed. My dad and Cathy's room had a medium TV, big bed, big jacuzzi, and... a massage chair! My unconscious told me something wasn't totally right just when Yan-Shih whispered in my ear: “that isn't a massage chair.” Maybe it was the stirrups that gave it away. About 20 minutes later we heard a loud buzzing noise from next door, and we ran over: Cathy and my dad turned the chair on, and realized it wasn't a massage chair.
At 7:30pm we joined a group of people and hiked into the hills to see fireflies. At one point we stepped into a field with what looked like glitter splattered everywhere, needless to say, a magnificent sight.
Later that night we dined on some great wine imported via parent, played some cards, and retired.
This entry is from my journal and was written on April 26, 2007. It's been tagged with Travel and Family and Yan-Shih. There have been 0 comments so far.