On the Chinese New Year's Eve I woke up at one of the Taipei's hotels and after munching on a huge custom made croissant club sandwich I rushed to the city to have an unusually extended walk, absorb the ambience and spy on the locals, the latter being something I just do involuntarily, everywhere. After three hours of wandering the streets I had my hair combed, or shall I say entangled, by the strong wind and I've monitored too many people, both locals and foreigners. If I were to choose three words to describe Taipei it would be: stability, wind and noodles. Above all the noodles.
The Goat's Year is here, though, so Happy New Year!
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