On The Write Path

Thankful in Jiufen

I didn't do much yesterday... may do less today.

I can now say thank-you in Atayal: Mhuy su! I'm working on Hakka and Taiwanese. Mandarin is Xiexie. Jenny at My Story Inn speaks English, Japanese, Mandarin, Hakka, Atayal and understands Taiwanese.

She's awesome.

Guests just arrived from Virginia and Nottingham. Staying in hostels exposes one to the world. It can be a beautiful place!

Ronan put a plate for some type of nori covered crackers out. They disappeared... I'm always hungry it seems.

Yesterday's black squid sausage on fried rice cake is sooooo yesterday!

Time to go fishing... or hunting again.

The rainy fog has shrouded us all day. I find the thousand steps difficult when I'm focused on not slipping. It never snows here in this lush sub-tropical clime, but wet is wet.

Even the dogs curled up last evening looked miserable.

The Japanese tourists just paraded in their polka-dot plastic rain-ponchos with groups holding matching umbrellas. It can be packed.

I'm not getting great photos.

Perhaps this drear will lift tomorrow.

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