"He promised us photos of the city, but instead sends pictures of his laundry!"
To my mother's relief, I have been showering (near) daily.
Laundry is another problem. There's a small french washing machine on my balcony, and I decided to go toe-to-toe with the beast today.
(Yea, I don't speak french, or Chinese... so it wasn't easy).
I promised you pictures, and was going to go exploring today, but when I realized there were no more of essential white v-neck undershirts for the coming work week, i thought my afternoon off was best spent with my french-made launderer.
Tonight, I went to a piano recital. I saw, by far, the best rendition of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star that's ever been played. (I'm not joking. You think I'm joking, but I'm not.)
After that, my boss, her assistant and I went to a Nightmarket (Note: See #11-13 of this Entry for more information on nightmarkets).
There, I tried the infamous "Stinky Tofu."
Stinky Tofu is a famous Taiwanese dish that is made up of fermented tofu that, while its cooking, you can smell half way down the block.
Served, the odor lessens as the moist, gray, sponge-like substance is covered in a crisp tempura shell.
The taste isn't bad... really. Sure, its a little weird when you bite down and it squirts, but if you can get past that, you might be able to finish a plate.
So I did it. I conquered the Stinky Tofu. I also drank prawn juice, and a sweet Taiwanese meatball (that was actually pretty good once you put it in your mouth and forgot that the meat was still a bit pink), and fishball soup (think meatball made of fish).
I'm quite the expert now. Doubt I even reek of Westerner anymore...
PS Did I mention that I don't have a dryer? Anyone know the most efficient way to dry socks without a dryer?