Taiwanese culture is a unique amalgam of traditional and contemporary. It’s great to see the combination of traditional culture with modern art in a creative way. Thanks to Corporate Synergy Development Center, who organize “Fun Taiwan Creative Life” for travelers to “dig deeper" of Taiwan’s Creative Industries. As an ambassador traveler, I am here to share with you my journey into […]
A visit to hundred-year history Chinese traditional three section compound architecture in middle of Taiwan. To have a glimpse of farm tools and life in 1950s Taiwan.
After recover from the serious typhoon which buried the school in mud, Ming Chuan Elementary School has reconstructed on February 4th 2012 and receive a “diamond grade" green building certification which become a model of green school architecture.
We are shocked by the sudden appear of the peacock, it just hop out from the bushes, then stand there staring at us with its head awry
I try to disintegrate the bugs into little bits from the first bite, and a familiar image flows into my mind, the Loin King scenery, little Simba is learning his way to eat grub and the song Hakuna Matata just dances with the image when Simba swallows the grub, slimy.
Behind a temple in Angkor Wat, there’s a small Cambodian god statue at the corner, a best place to sit and look up the greatness of the temple.
The second date in Lankawi island, Vesic and I take a small walk alone the Cenang beach in the afternoon, simply watch couples waving with the tides in the sea, listen to the jazz music from pubs and restaurants lined along the beach. The sinking sun takes the burning hot day off, brings crisp air to a pleasant evening time.
Without excessive decoration, houses here are pretty simple, typical Lankawi red triangle roof and pale cream wall, palm trees alongside the houses, just like their people, warm and friendly.
We walk along the stone made corridor, bound by the roots of giant Tapok tree in Taprohm Temple.
Feeling some sight staring at me, I turned my head right, the look of the drenched girl hiding between the trunk really freaked me out.
A group of retired-look people gathered in a small area, holding pens and notebooks, circling a man.
The man stood in front of a board with four kinds of butterflies on it “Purple Butterfly Valley is one of the two wintering sites in the world."
“What is the other one?" A woman asked.