I’m having an after-dinner beer in Café Adriatico. It’s a nice place. Wooden. Smoky. The stray cats can’t get in here and for a second I almost forget I’m not home. From our second floor balcony seat, I get to look down on the four-way intersection outside. Aya and Amira are chatting over their … [Read more...]
The Taiwan airport is not decadent, a little depraved.
I might be going crazy. Jetlag’s a bitch but it goes down easy with a stiff drink to knock you out cold so that when you come to you’re alcoholically combobulated to the new time zone. I didn’t get that luxury. Instead of drinking the flight away, I slept it out. It wasn’t even the fun kind of sleep … [Read more...]