This past week has been a whirlwind of emotions for me and I’m finding myself quite homesick….
I miss the frenzied pace of a big Asian city, my 24th floor high-rise apartment — even with its sometimes daily earthquakes — the abundance of local and international foods available round the clock, and I really just long for the overall culture of Taipei.
Taipei was the first place I called home abroad and those three years flew by. On moving day, we drove around playing tourist in my Neihu neighborhood. One of the things I wanted to do during the 1 1/2 years I lived in my last apartment was to take a photo from the nearby lake looking back at our apartment, but strangely never got around to it. It’s one of those things you take for granted and assume you will do tomorrow and next thing you know, tomorrow finds you moving to another country!
So, before making the last trek to the airport, I managed to get some photos of Dahu Park. This is a shot looking back at the bridge and my apartment was the high-rise on the right, somewhat concealed by the blue tarps on the under renovation building.
While I could live anywhere in the world, and I love splitting time between the Netherlands and Belize now, I do hope some day that I can call Taipei home again.