Taking on Taiwan: Blank Slate

I’ve always loved travel, and my vacation in Taiwan in the spring of 2016 was a game changer.  I can still remember the goosebumps I felt across my skin as we descended into Taoyuan Airport in Taipei.  The first country I ever visited in Asia, and definitely not the last.  Stepping off the plane, it was one of the only times in my life I felt completely anonymous.  Everywhere I turned, Mandarin Chinese covered the signs and people spoke words I didn’t understand.  Even today, I don’t understand everything entirely.  

Taking on Taiwan: The Start

It’s a new year, and it’s officially (when you read this, not as I type this) 58 days until I step onto the plane bound for North America.  Believe me, I find it hard to believe that my time in Taiwan is coming to an end.  It seems that it was only yesterday that I stepped onto the plane to move here, to start working as an English teacher.  Honestly, I had no idea of the places and people I would encounter along the way.  That is precisely why in honor of my time in Taiwan and all the memories I have collected along the way, this blog post serves as the first in a series I am releasing, titled “Taking on Taiwan”.  And there’s no better place to start than right at the beginning, in October of 2015.

New Year, Same Me

2018 flew by in the blink of an eye.  It honestly feels like I woke up and it was January, blinked a couple of times, and here we are in December, right before New Years’ Eve.  I’m so grateful for all that has happened in the last year.  I started a fitness routine and kept up with it, I wrote three books and published two of them before the end of the year, I visited home and saw most of my family and friends, decided to move home, and now, as you are reading this, I will be preparing for my NYE celebration in Hsinchu with two of my best friends.

In the Spirit of Giving

Christmas time is one of my favorite times of year, right after Thanksgiving which is equally as thrilling for me.  Both holidays embody what I love most: family and friends.  It’s all about giving and spending time with those you love, no matter how far and wide your circle of comrades spreads.  And while the idea of spending Christmas in Chicago next year is exciting, I couldn’t help but get a little nostalgic thinking that this was my third and final Christmas spent on the island of Taiwan.

What Happens After Your Last Game

I remember the first time I stepped foot on the ice in hockey skates.  At nine years old, I had donned figure skates for six years leading up to that, but nothing could prepare me for the dozens of bruises and bumps I had all over my body as I got used to life without toe picks.  But yet, despite every fall and a few stifled laughs from my teammates that summer, I kept on trying.  Thirteen years later, I would step on the ice for the last time, wearing my collegiate uniform and equipment way larger than the first set of pads I wore way back when.

Culture Kids

Recently, a coworker of mine lent me the book Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom.  For those of you who don’t know, it was on the U.S. Bestseller list and it’s a highly acclaimed book, and rightfully so.  Without giving too much away, the contents of the story are pretty simple: it’s about a teacher reconnecting with his student and their very last class together: a class all about life, and how to be a good human.  And as you may guess, it only took place on Tuesdays.

Travels from the Time Vault: Czech Republic

Growing up, my parents were adamant about exposing us to our heritage.  Both of my parents come from diverse backgrounds.  My mother is English, Irish, Scottish, and Polish, while my father hails from Germany, Czechoslovakia, and England.  Any family gathering we went to was complete with delicacies from every side of our heritage.  They spared no expense when time proved available and there was a chance to explore uncharted territory.  I was very blessed with a lot of chances to see England, Germany, and other parts of Europe before reaching adolescence.  Among those as I reached my teenage years, Czech Republic made it onto my list of places visited.