This is life 20: Cultural Ballast 2 @ Forbidden City, Taipei
But it seems shopping and consumerism just never ends.
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Born in Singapore, mind elsewhere
But it seems shopping and consumerism just never ends.
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Upon entering this night market, Singaporeans will find themselves among the crowd of locals, and hardly anyone with the look of a tourist can be easily found here.
In other words, this place is really for the local Taiwanese, and free from the tourist trap, but a traveller's paradise. Within this long and narrow street, motorists are still able to travel through, which is of course perculiar to Singapore.
Within all this frenzy, food, mostly local food can be found. However, Japanese influenced Taiwan, even contains a sashimi counter. From rotten beancurd, to seafood, to dumplings. The closest resemblance any Singaporeans can think of, will be the food street in Chinatown of Singapore. However, the food street in Singapore is definetely a tourist trap, meaning that, no Singaporeans in their sane mind, will ever go down to that psuedo food street for dinner. Ningxia night market is really different and indeed an eye opener.
One of the treasures found in Ningxia market. Japanese pancake with red beans (NT10 each), overflowing red bean paste. With light, crisp outer layer, accompanying the wonderfully blended, generous amount red bean paste has got to be a gastronomic experience. It comes with yam and cheese as well. After tasting this, similar versions found in Singapore shopping centres can be now declared as utter rubbish.
A similar version can be found in Geyland Singapore.
Soya milk in Taipei. For better or worse, this soya milk is not really anything spectacular. After the taste of the Japanese pancake, the heart will probably need a rest from the shock and surprise induced.
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Just across the city hall, visitors to Taipei can explore Dr. Sun's museum for some cultural ballast from consumerism, commericialization of the city centrel.
Travellers from Singapore can feel the aura of nationalism, democrary in this large, magnificent square with the red-blue Taiwanese flag.
This is the statue of Dr. Sun, who studied for reasons that might seem awkward to Singaporeans, that is, to save his own country.
Unfortunately, no photo taking is allowed in the museum itself, however, it is indeed good news that the entrance to the museum is absolutely free. There are numerous historical details about the lifelong achievements of Dr. Sun as well as a library.
Although the exterior may look traditionally Chinese or ancient, the interior has modern furnishings.
Once out of the lift, the view of the surrounding areas of Taipei can be enjoyed in a 360 degrees surround view. From rivers to the mountaineous ranges; from musuems to jammed traffic. To experience the cold air of the sky, it cost an additional price of NT100, otherwise the view can only be seen behind closed windows.
Just like being on top of the world, everything below seems so small, so insignificant.
It could be pollution; or winter mist. The air up over here is much fresher.
But from the insignificant, this structure seems like a sore thumb, of no particular function, except an attempt to impress the world over. The second tallest building is probably one-tenth of its height.
Of potential target for the missiles across the Taiwan straits, the higher it is, the easier to aim it down accurately.
Taipei 101 shines even at night.
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It was like a random error when settling down for a stall just because they seemed to be much patronising crowd. The oyster omelette was quite pleasing as it was not too oily but the sauce coming with it was too foreign a taste. Rice with beef was interesting because the rice was chewy with fragrant sauce, but beef must be expensive in Taiwan; only a small scratch of beef came with it. The squid soup had a smell that was similar to that of the drain nearby and the squid came in huge chunks that required teeth of the jaws to slice through.
After sampling some unenlightened Taiwanese food, it was time for the most famous drinks of all, the bubble tea. This was the moment for redeeming Taiwan's reputation. The drinks were not too sweet, superb in taste, had a really wide variety, stall owners were still quite polite despite all the frenziness, the pearls were of the right texture and were defined, the cup was really huge, probably 700ml, and price very reasonable (NT20-35; S$1-S$1.80).
The whole market covered a large area, spanning across streets, stretching for rows of shops. People filled every corner, jammed the stalls, squeezed through each other. If anything in Singapore resembles such a situation, it will probably have to be Chinatown during the Chinese New Year. Luckily, for Singaporeans, they only experience such a situation for a few weeks of the year. In Taipei, such circumstance is likely to be a permanent sight every day of the year, including even Mondays and deep into the night.
The stalls sell food, fashion, pets and almost anything. Temperatures then was air-conditioned temperatures of around 21 centigrade. Imagine walking in the open spaces, with air-conditioned switched on, it really makes shopping more efficient. With such efficiency, the famous chicken cutlet was spotted. It attracted crowds in Shilin, Singapore and also attracted crowds in Shilin, Taipei. However, the difference was that the chicken cutlet in Taipei, came in whole big pieces, and sometimes with bones. Althought this is much inconvenience, the most important difference was that the taste in the original Shilin was really great. There was not much oil to be felt and once a bite started, it just continues. It is really very unlike that of Shilin, Singapore, where after just the first taste, the oiliness deters any further eating. The 'no-cutting' policy is likely to maintain the crispiness of the chicken and prevent it from turning into soggy pieces of oily slabs of meat. Here in Shilin, Taipei, chicken cutlet, for a fee of NT45, can be enjoyed as real food.
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