I loved that I would wake up with that big sun, go surfing come back and I never knew what was going on. I remember waking up during a mid day siesta to the sound of a pig being slaughtered on the road. I went out to see what all the fuss was, and saw a dig tent had been erected on the side of the road, and it was the beginning of a non stop three day party (lots of bad karaoke) (卡拉OK).
We had a great night, so the next day with a very large hangover, I decided to stay on in Taiwan for a couple of days holiday and delayed my trip to Xinjiang a bit longer. I said goodbye to my boss, who returned to Hong Kong, bought a mountain bike and decided to go to Hualien(花蓮).