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October 30th, 2006

MACAU

Day-Trip to Macau

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As I have mentioned before, the Hong Kong transportation system is tremendously efficient. This proved useful as I headed out with another exchange student (Sheryl, from Singapore) to the island of Macau. The SAR of Macau is best known for its booming casinos, which few people realize are threatening to overtake Las Vegas as the world's top earner, and the Portuguese culture that is still prevalent in much of the old city.

I must admit I did not know much about Macau before I arrived, so I will give a quick background… The island was inhabited by the Portuguese more as a trading outpost than a trading colony for the growing market with Asia in the 1500s. Despite its small size, it was the anchor of Portugal’s dominance in the lucrative trade between China and Japan (neither of whom could leave their respective countries for trade.) During Macau's growth, Christianity developed just as quickly as trade, and the remnants of Catholicism are still visible today.

By 1999, over 400 years of Portuguese rule came to an end with the hand-over to China – much like Hong Kong, the “One country, two systems” policy is in effect for the next 50 years. There was a surge of gang-related violence in the build-up to the handover as vying Triad gangs fought to control the territory – over 40 people were gunned down, along with car-bombings and numerous assassinations. Today, the city has calmed down substantially as half of the GDP flows from tourist dollars.

Back to my trip to Macau, we rode a public mini-bus and two lines of the metro before arriving at the launching dock for the high-speed boat that would take us to Macau for the day. In fact, we never even had to leave the MTR station to board the boat – I love Hong Kong’s efficiency.

In under an hour we traveled over 40 miles to the island. The turbo jet powered boat was more like an airplane on the inside with comfortable seats and flight attendants looking after the passengers.

Upon arriving at the island, we began a walk through the old district before stopping for lunch at a traditional Macanese restaurant. I enjoyed my calamari and black olives, fresh bread (it has been a while since I have had this in China), and a terrifically prepared cod. As is typical with Portuguese preparation, the food was drenched in olive oil.

After lunch we continued walking through the old temples that dot the waterfront (built as protection for sailors) before climbing the main hill on the island for an aerial view of the city. Along the way, we passed many designated peeing areas for pets - a picture I felt I had to share.

The walk up the winding road took us through some of the oldest buildings on the island, and they looked like they came straight out of the Portuguese landscape - pink pastels, breezy verandas, and greenery filling in all of the gaps about sums it up. In a way, I almost felt like I was walking through one of Miami's many art deco neighborhoods.

We next made our way into the “dilapidated” portion of Macau that has not been touched by the growth of tourism. I think Sheryl was disappointed at first because this was definitely off the beaten path, but I have no taste for the touristy districts.

It turned out to be for the best as we strolled down narrow alleys with over hanging vines, children playing football in the streets, and adults laughing the afternoon away at the their shops. We also came across a meat market, and I was able to hold a fairly good conversation with the butchers. Personally, I think my Chinese is so limited that the locals probably talk to me out of pity! I walked out of the butchery with smatterings of blood on me as they were not shy about ripping out the intestines or hacking off heads while we chatted.

For the remainder of the afternoon I forced myself into the “touristy” districts because Sheryl wanted to take pictures of all the sights one is “supposed” to visit. It is absolute nonsense because she had no interest in even seeing the places, it was simply so she could say she has been when people ask. Nonetheless, I had fun teasing her and am glad I saw the attractions.

The rest of the day went on like this as we continued walking the city (it is even smaller than Hong Kong). The only events worth mentioned are enjoying Portuguese egg tarts, and eating dinner at a hole in the wall restaurant frequented by an endless stream of locals. In truth, I enjoyed this restaurant far more than the more upscale restaurant at lunch because the atmosphere was much friendlier and open. The Chinese have no qualms about spitting bones on the table, burping when the need arises, and laughing as loudly as they like. It is all in good fun, and is a terrific way to enjoy one’s self.

We returned on the high speed boat just after 11pm, and after clearing customs we rode the final metro back to UST campus. The day could not have gone any smoother, and despite the small size of Macau, it has so much to offer that I cannot wait to return in the future.


October 25, 2006

Beijing (CHINA)

China Travel Advice

Since Beijing will be the likely starting point for those who come to China in the future, I will share a few of my thoughts to make the experience more enjoyable…

It is obvious that the CCP (Chinese Communist Party) has gone to extraordinary lengths to make Beijing accessible and attractive to vacationers. The downside to this approach is that the city has been watered down to the point that it feels more like a Disney World exhibition than the capital of Communist China. Previously inaccessible attractions, such as the infamous Tiananmen Square or the mysterious Forbidden City, are now designed to accommodate photo-hungry tourists without exposing them to any “danger” (barring the risk of pick-pockets or buying a faulty camera).

Seeing the world in a safe environment has its merit, especially when it comes to a 3rd world communist country, but one does not travel all the way around the globe to see glass-encased exhibits of China. The country is a testament to the notion that greater risks yield greater rewards. This does not mean you have to hop on a train and “wing it”, but it does mean that China is the easiest place to have an experience of a lifetime.

With this in mind I suggest spending less time in Beijing than you would otherwise. It is better to use the valuable time to see different parts of the country. The places range from Manchuria, Inner-Mongolia, the Gobi Desert, the jungles of the south, Shanghai, the Tibetan highlands, the Yangzi River, Hong Kong, and so on. I will not even begin delving into the vast differences between the regions, but the unparalleled traditions and undisturbed ways of life are possibly the world’s most accessible.

Simply put, there are endless adventures waiting to be realized in China. This makes it a rare commodity in a world where people have already “been there, and done that.” The “horror stories” about no toilet paper, bad water, a complete lack of English-speaking natives, and overall substandard conditions have a degree of credibility. However, with a bit of preparation and a willingness to get past minor inconveniences, there is no reason a trip to China cannot serve as both a fun vacation destination and a true eye-opening experience.

The country has enough options to suit every kind of family, and should anyone want advice in planning a trip, I would love nothing more than to share my own lessons.


October 14th, 2006

Kowloon (HONG KONG)

A Day in the Life: Hong Kong Ballet, Sushi Bar, Arsenal Football

I spent most of the morning studying in the library before going to the Hong Kong ballet with several exchange students. It was the first time I have seen a Balanchine performance, and I had a lot more fun than I feared. The dancers were nothing short of amazing as they elegantly moved across the stage, and I could not help marveling at how fluid everything looked. It was inspiring to watch.

After the performance we stayed in downtown Kowloon to enjoy the Saturday crowds. Most of the streets are closed off as people from all over Hong Kong pour in to shop and walk the district. Shopping is hands down the favorite activity of locals, and the area becomes the most densely populated place on earth during weekends.

We found a great sushi bar overlooking the madness, and I was able to indulge in my new found taste for raw fish. The lay-out of sushi bars is much better than is found in the west, as tables are largely abandoned in favor of sitting at the counter. People line the seats as a conveyor belt moves throughout the restaurant offering various dishes. Knives flash through the air on the other side of the counter as the chefs work to keep the belt full of new food.

Later that night I went to an Irish pub to watch Premiership football. Arsenal went up 3-0 against a fiery Charlton side, making it six consecutive wins and a position near the top of the table. Not bad for a team labeled in relegation trouble at the start of the season.


October 13th, 2006

Hong Kong Island (HONG KONG)

A Day in the Life: HKEX, Mexican Food

It is always pleasant waking up on Fridays. The weekend is only hours away, and any problems that arise will usually take more than one day to solve – thereby justifying the act of procrastination. Of course, Mondays are another matter.

During the afternoon I went to the Hong Kong Stock Exchange in the heart of the financial district with a group of business students. The financial buildings are unbelievable, and money is written over the faces of all the bankers who talk excitedly into their mobiles. It is easy to tell who is on top for the day and who is not enjoying their Friday.

The Stock Exchange was far less exciting than I imagined, perhaps because I am not the one benefiting from the transactions. Nevertheless, the Hang Seng Index is Asia’s largest and without the exchange, Hong Kong would have died off long ago.

After the visit, I had to eat quickly and put on a business suit for an interview. I am applying for a mentorship program where, if selected, I will be paired with a prominent member of Hong Kong society. The two people I selected are a senior executive of an international logistics firm, and a senior member of the investigative police force. I chose the executive for advice on a career in logistics (“engineering business”), and the investigator because I think he will have great stories to tell. In truth, I would rather a good story than more cookie-cut advice on “what it takes to succeed in a globalized world.”

For dinner, I went out with a group of exchange students to a Mexican restaurant – it is funny that exchange students all miss the same things. The food was a worthy taste of home even though it was my first experience at an upscale Mexican restaurant. Until then, I never imagined such places exist.

The trip to the restaurant is a good opportunity to describe the excellent public transportation system in Hong Kong. To begin with, I must ride three elevators (totaling over 30 floors), and one escalator to reach the university entrance. Next, I ride a mini-bus to the local metro station using my “octopus card”. Similar to a debit card, I can easily add value and use the card everywhere from public transport to convenient stores by simply waving it in front of a sensor. As for the metro, it can take me just about anywhere in Hong Kong, and it is much cleaner and more efficient than other cities. From the metro station, I then walked a block to board the world’s longest covered outdoor escalator. It dropped me off several yards from the restaurant entrance meaning I had to actually walk - horribly inefficient by Hong Kong standards.


October 12th, 2006

Kowloon (HONG KONG)

A Day in the Life: Confluence Dinner, Pub Night

I woke up early this morning to fit in more studying. It is difficult devoting time to academics when there are so many more interesting things going on around me, but grades will be the only tangible proof I know anything at the end of it all.

After my classes finished for the day, I went to a confluence dinner sponsored by the university and businessmen from across Hong Kong. I was unlucky enough to be stuck at an IT (Internet Technology) table, and the sad truth of many Asian IT employees is that they are not the world’s most interesting people. I fulfilled a self-imposed three questions for each of them about their work and emerging technology. It was torturous laughing at their jokes.

Thankfully, there were plenty of interesting students at my table who were able to carry on the conversation. We talked a lot about the North Korea nuclear issue as it is very serious for much of Asia. Although engineering students do not study politics, in many ways I often find their points of view much more interesting than those who study the social sciences.

Technically-minded students are not interested in sounding eloquent or displaying their vast (and often irrelevant) knowledge base. Instead, they get right to the point with the intent of solving the problem.

Further, a religious adherence to the scientific method dictates the flow of discussions. Topics are approached with the intent of finding a solution. It is much more rewarding than the all-too-common discussions where many opinions are stated, but little headway is made. Perhaps the more likely explanation is that I say all of this because I am an engineering student…

After the dinner I went to a pub night sponsored by my hall. It was strange going to a school-sponsored drinking activity on campus. The drinking age is only 18 in Hong Kong, and the students are not able to consume unruly amounts of alcohol. Indeed, Asians are notorious for becoming red in the face after only one beer.

One of the funnier moments of the night was when I was forced onto the stage to sing Asian pop music. I was given headphones that played famous songs in Chinese, and I did my best to imitate the words into the microphone. There was plenty of laughing at my expense, but I did not mind because I wasn’t the one having to endure my voice.


October 11th, 2006

Clearwater Bay (HONG KONG)

Back to Normalcy? Not Quite Ready Yet.

I passed through Taiwanese customs with no hindrances, which was a relief because I was still wearing my anti-Chen memorabilia. There were many airport officials and workers who gave me a smile when they noticed what I was wearing, and some even talked to me about it. I cannot wait to return to Taiwan with more time on my hands.

 passed out as soon as I boarded the airplane, but the short flight prevented me from getting much rest. Arriving back on campus, my dormitory was holding a basketball competition in the main atrium. I was able to see all of my friends, and would have been playing in the championship had I not gone to Taiwan. My team lost by two points in the semi-finals, despite being a man-down for the final few minutes. I felt very bad not being there, especially because our team clearly would have won. One of the players, a good friend of mine named Tech, is in Nike magazines for basketball. He is amazing, and fun to watch because he can entertain the crowd so easily. Fortunately, I brought him back some of the best food from Taiwan, and he was more focused on the fun I had there than the basketball game.

There were several other opportunities I missed out on at UST (my university in Hong Kong) while I was in Taiwan: a finance midterm and a massive poster of me modeling for a mentorship program that hung in the center of the atrium. For the midterm, I can do a grade replacement with my final exam, so I am not too worried. It simply means I will have to work harder later.

As for the picture, I had forgotten all about it. Several weeks ago, friends of mine at UST approached me and asked if I would pose for them. Donning a business suit and trying my best not to laugh at how ridiculous I felt, the picture actually came out very well. Little did I know I would return to UST as an (undeservedly) famous person. I cannot help but laugh because it was the second time in as many days that I have been center-stage. Life certainly is unpredictable.

Adding to the day’s excitement, I went to the Hong Kong Musical Hall that evening for a musical performance by the Shanghai Quartet. They performed several pieces by Beethoven, and because the atmosphere was so welcoming, they stayed on to play several other pieces. I heard everything from European neo-classical to Spanish concertos to traditional Chinese pieces – certainly an eclectic variety.

The performance was a great deal of fun, and as always, I met a very interesting person in the process. A Chinese mainlander studying in Hong Kong, the girl is studying to be a dentist (“Because it is secure and stable”), while her parents are working in Cuba to finance her education. Many mainlanders want to study abroad, but the costs are exorbitant by Chinese standards.

I could not resist the temptation to probe into what on earth her parents are doing in Cuba, and eventually she came around to telling me. It has something to do with conducting business because of the cheap labor (fruits and plastics, primarily), and the work is dually sponsored by the Chinese government and Chinese business. I think there is more to it, but she did not seem to know all the details either. Either way, we quickly became very good friends.

Having an American background, largely characterized by an openness and sincerity, has made it very easy to get along with people from around the world. Without pretension or falsity, people who would otherwise be very shy and secretive quickly open up and share all their experiences. I literally cannot keep up with all the people I now know.

I was not able to sleep until after 3am as there was a great deal of writing that had to be done, and I visited many friends to say hello. When I finally hit the pillow, it had been a busy 40 hours with only minimal sleep. Again, it was worth every minute.


October 10, 2006

Taipei (TAIWAN)

A Highlight of My life

Taiwan Photo Gallery

Much like a child anticipating his presents under the Christmas tree, I eagerly looked out the window this morning to see all the protestors gathered across the street. Taiwanese National Day has arrived, and roughly 1.5 million people came along with it.

I joined the crowds of supporters donning my red shirt, and it was not long before I was given red hats, red ribbons, and endless pins for additional support. The excitement was tangible, but what really struck me the most was the friendly atmosphere. Children were being carried on the shoulders of parents while mini-marching bands (consisting primarily of over-sized drums) set the tempo. It was similar to a carnival, except the streets were a river of red protestors united in a common cause.

The first order of business was to march through the Taipei streets and surround the Presidential Palace while the President, Chen Shuibian, gave his National Day speech. Guards and barbed wire prevented any encroachment, but it was clear that there was little to fear. The people simply sat in the streets chanting “A-Bian… Xia Tai!” [A-Bian… Step Down].

However, several members of the opposing parties in Congress created a stir in the background of the president’s speech as they fought with one another, and struggled to throw chairs at the president. When news of these events reached the crowd, there were roars of laughter and invigorated appeals for reform.

I was fortunate enough meet many Taiwanese while sitting outside the presidential gates, and they were able to translate everything for me. Indeed, one of the people I spent most of the morning with was a Taiwanese model. We got along surprisingly well, but age is very important in Asia because they favor stability in a relationship. Unfortunately, I will have to wait a few more years before luck can finally smile on me.

After the president’s speech, the people continued marching. The crowded streets were similar to the rush after a sporting event when everyone tries to file out through the same exits, except here there was no unfriendly pushing or shoving. Indeed, children and the elderly were given priority in all directions, and it was impossible to find anyone not enjoying themselves.

I had to break for lunch as hunger was getting the better of me, but I met a Swedish girl working for Amnesty International in the process. She spoke excellent Chinese, and we were able to spend several hours at a sushi bar sharing a laugh with the locals.

During lunch, I was finally given a Chinese name. For some time I have been searching for a name meaning “small fire that will some day be large”, but it has proven difficult for native speakers to translate properly… Until today. Without postponing the excitement any longer, my Chinese name is Dai [surname, no meaning except that it sounds similar to Davenport] Ming Xu. The meaning of Ming Xu is something like “bright sun that is rising”.

After lunch I rejoining the throngs of people gathered near my hostel – this is where the main stage and endless stalls are positioned. I listened to several speeches in Mandarin, and growing increasingly frustrated at my inability to understand the content, I went back to Taipei 101 (tallest building in the world) intending to ride the elevator to the top. The building is designed to look like bamboo, but in my mind it looks closer to chinese take-out boxes stacked atop one another.

Once again, the $15 price of admission made me shy away at the last minute. It feels silly typing this because $15 is a lunch in America, but the money feels like so much more in Asia.

Maybe it was karma that I chose not to go to the top of Taipei 101 because when I got off at the metro station on the way back there was the largest mass of people I have ever seen. This is where my day became one of the most memorable ever…

I climbed atop the metro station as the front of the procession marched by. This was the second main event for the day, where the 1.5 million protestors walked down Taipei’s main throughway. Caught up in the moment, I found myself waving my arms to quiet the marching protestors. When I had their full attention, I began the chant, “Ah-Bian!”, and they quickly followed with “Xia Tai!” The chanting went on and on until the people broke the chant to clap for me.

I cannot explain the rush or excitement of standing atop a building with tens of thousands of people clapping in appreciation. Nor can I describe the rush [my legs were trembling uncontrollably with adrenaline] as I led the chant for such a large mass of people. As the procession marched on this process was repeated over and over until all 1.5 million people had walked by.

One of the other highlights was when the leader of the protest movement, the man who founded the DPP Party and spent 15 years in prison for his work, led the clap of support from his podium. It was remarkable that a man I have read about endlessly in the newspapers acknowledged me. What a turn of events.

I had many reporters and cameraman interview me as I “worked”, and there were endless photographs taken by the people as I chanted. When all was done and the people had marched on, those around me assured me that I was the newest idol of the country.

The reason I was so well received is simple: the president has been saying all along that the protestors make the country look bad in the eyes of foreigners, and that foreigners do not support them. The fact that I was so interested in their politics and supportive of their cause meant a great deal. For the rest of the day people approached me telling me what a wonderful thing I had done. It was a remarkable feeling.

That night the protests continued amid National Day fireworks and musical performances from famous Taiwanese pop stars. As night approached, phase three of the protests began when the remaining 500,000 people laid down in the streets refusing to get up. They were tired after a long day, and seeing the people relaxing on newspapers and blankets chatting with one another made it seem like just another day at the park.

Around midnight, the police tried to break up the people and open half the road. Despite calls from the leaders to obey the police, there were several thousand protestors who refused to move. There was quite a scene when several thousand riot police marched down on them, and I felt my heart stop for fear of violence. Fortunately, calmer heads prevailed and the police backed off.

Of all the people who attended the protests, it was a tiny minority who chose to cause a disturbance in this manner. The other protestors all chanted to obey the police and cross the street, but some protestors were either too frustrated at the lack of change, or too desperate to make headlines.

On a similar note, I should emphasize that hardly a single protestor thought that the protests would make a difference. They simply wanted to make sure their voice was heard, and to let it be known that corruption is unacceptable. I will leave Taiwan not being able to speak highly enough of the people. They have the same culture as the Chinese, but their educational levels and societal bonds are light years more advanced.

I spent the evening and early hours of the morning chatting with several local students I met. They were great fun to talk to. I feel like I must gravitate to the most amazing people because each day is full of an endless number of interesting conversations. I wish I could mention them all.

Around 4am, the riot police came back in full force hoping to clear out the sleeping dissidents. Most of the protestors had crossed the street as instructed, but roughly 150 others were prepared to defy the oncoming 15,000 riot police force. It was a very scary moment as smoke canisters were thrown and shielded police officers wielding batons lined the streets.

One moment worth mentioning was when I had to cross the street to gather my belongings for my early morning flight (the bus left at 5am). Thankfully, the police officers saw that I had no mal-intent, and I scurried across the empty streets in what felt like the eye of the storm.

Coming back with my belongings, I repeated the process of breaking through the blockades and was welcomed with warm smiles and pats on the back from the protestors when I crossed the street. Next, the students showed me to the bus station (only a block away, and it was where the police were headquartered) as we watched several police convoys depart with arrested protestors. It was exciting to be up close to all of the day's events, but I am thankful no one was injured. It would have ruined what turned into one of the most memorable days of my life.

I want to extend a deep thanks to my mother for paying for my flight to Taiwan so that I could take part in all of this. I never imagined I would have had so many wild experiences in such a short time, and it would not have been possible without her support. Thank you, Mom.


October 9, 2006

Juifen (TAIWAN)

Remote Village in Taiwan?
Taiwan Photo Gallery

I made an early start for the coast of Taiwan this morning. With the help of many local Taiwanese (who I should say are among the friendliest I have ever met), I arrived at a mountain village overlooking the Pacific Ocean. Formerly used as the setting for many famous Taiwanese movies, Juifen was famous for being a serene place to sip green tea and enjoy the fine views.

Needless to say, the publicity from the movies has since turned the “quiet mountain village” into a snacking haven full of eager tourists. Nevertheless, it was a lot of fun walking the winding alleys with every snack imaginable being sold on either side. My cholesterol levels have probably gone through the roof, but trying the foods was worth every second I lost of my life…

There were more crowds gathering across the street of my hostel in preparation for the big day. It became somewhat frustrating as the music and chanting penetrate every building for blocks (and they do not quiet down until midnight), but it was all part of what I came to see. And tomorrow is the finale.


October 08, 2006

Taipei (TAIWAN)

The Calm Before the Storm
Taiwan Photo Gallery

Given that I am skipping several days’ worth of classes to visit Taiwan, I spent most of the day studying at the Taipei library so I would not get too far behind. This made it a fairly uneventful day – even more so in comparison to the other events to come.

Show to the right is a beautiful park in downtown Taipei.

 


October 07, 2006

Taipei (TAIWAN)

Welcome to Taiwan

Taiwan Photo Gallery

Today was my “touristy” day. I set off for Asia’s finest museum, the Taiwan History Museum. When the Kuomintang (KMT) fled Mao’s communists in 1949, they took with them the national treasures from several millenia. Impeccably preserved, I spent four hours browsing the exhibits. I am not the biggest fan of museums as I believe they yield rapidly diminishing returns after one hour, but the scale and precision of the works proved my theory wrong. The Chinese are experts with jade, ivory, calligraphy, painting, wood carvings, bronze-work, and other various knickknacks. Even a novice like myself could not help appreciating the wonder of their achievements.

After the museum, I rode the metro to another part of the city to see the famous memorial to Chiang Kai Shek. As the celebrated general who brought the KMT to Taiwan, the grand scale of his memorial indicates the dictatorial way in which he ruled Taiwan for several decades. Depending on whether or not they supported the reforms of the KMT (many of which turned Taiwan into an economic novelty), Taiwanese views of CKS are sharply divided.

While wandering the large square the memorial looks out on, I observed a massive procession performed by the Taiwan military. Well orchestrated with gun swinging, bombarding drums, and an excited crowd of onlookers, I felt a twinge of the hope Taiwan must feel in protecting themselves from mainland aggression. I will talk more about Taiwan’s political affairs at the end of this post.

For dinner I made my way to the food court of the world’s tallest building, Taipei 101. It may sound silly, but the food rivals anything else that can be found in the city because of the variety of cuisines offered. As for climbing to the top of the 101-storied bamboo looking building, I decided to take a rain check.

Before heading back to my hotel for the evening, I stopped at the headquarters of the protest movement. Conveniently located directly across the street from my building (I included a photo taken from my window), the protest goes on day and night; I wake up to the speeches and sleep to the chanting. Donning my red polo, I mingled with the sea of red supporters calling for President Chen’s resignation. Given that I was the only westerner taking part in the event, I was able to hold long conversations with a variety of people. Fortunately, those who can speak English are well-educated, and those who are well-educated are better able to hold in-depth conversations!

I suppose now is a good time to share what I have learned about Taiwan. I hope that you do not pass up on the reading, even if it does seem too much like a history lesson about a place you may care little about. If nothing else, perhaps it will remind you of the discussions you had with your high school political science teacher (eons ago, in my mother’s case). More directly, Taiwan arguably remains the most likely cause of the feared hostility between China and the United States.

I came to Taiwan because it is the most exciting place in Asia, right now. This is saying a lot considering Thailand’s recent coup, Japan’s new war-hawk president, South Korea’s fears of a nuclear test in the north, and China’s arresting of top Shanghai officials. Why should anyone care what is happening with protests in Taiwan, especially considering protests and political corruption are common the world over?

The answer is simple: Taiwan is a newly formed democracy still in its teething stage, and there is no one to calm its nerves. With the economy suffering a long-term slowdown, continuing fears of Chinese aggression, news of rampant corruption from the presidential family, and the approaching celebrations of independence from communist aggression, I can think of no circumstances more inviting of change.

Let me begin by clarifying that the two month protests have been fairly safe, thus far. Other than minor incidents of aggression in the south, the Taiwanese are taking to the streets advocating reform without endangering national stability. This is important, and was a pre-condition for my coming. Fighting among the people will solve nothing, and I am impressed that the population recognizes this without “forcing the issue”.

Now, to shed some light on what exactly is going on… The president of the DPP party, Chen Shuibian, and numerous members of his family are widely suspected of stealing millions of dollars. Since there is no mechanism for presidential impeachment, there is widespread frustration over the lack of justice.

Adding fuel to the fire, problems with Chen go back to his election in 2000. The KMT were widely expected to win the 2000 election, but Chen (DPP candidate) was shot in the stomach just before the voting. While official reports claim a recently dead KMT supporter was responsible for the shooting, many Taiwanese believe Chen was in on the assassination attempt. The reasons for a conspiracy are as follows: there was no way to question the dead man (JFK, anyone), the KMT were expected to easily win the election, Chen quickly recovered from the non-lethal bullet, and the investigation ended immediately after the shooting. Although protesting took place over allegations of a cover-up, there was little that could be done to investigate the conspiracy theory. The widespread stealing of public funds represents a drastically different scenario as it transcends party lines. Indeed, the leader of the protests is the founder of the DPP party.

All in all, protestors are composed of both political parties and are fighting for Chen’s immediate resignation (his term is set to end in 2008). He has so far refused to do so, resulting in a significant stand-off that will hopefully resolve itself (peacefully) on national day.

Some of my thoughts on Taiwan, with some assistive history…
Beginning in 1949 when Chiang Kai Shek (CKS) took refuge in Taiwan, the “country” was ruled by the KMT in a dictatorial fashion. Power was passed to CKS’ son upon his death, and during the late 1980s several important changes occurred: martial law ended, the second political party (DPP) was formed, and the first Taiwanese born politician assumed power. This is important because it signifies the change in approach of the KMT – originally, Taiwan was a place to gather strength before re-taking the mainland. As time passed, economic reform took place, and the KMT settled in for the long-haul.

Relations with mainland China have been heated for a long time, as the mainland feels that Taiwan is rightfully theirs. Historically, they are correct considering General CKS took Taiwan by force. However, enough time has passed to make this argument useless in the eyes of many Taiwanese. Further, the younger generations of Taiwan have grown up believing they are strictly Taiwanese, and are resentful of the mainland’s insistence that they are of mainland Chinese descent. Conversely, mainlander’s are resentful that the Taiwanese dare neglect their heritage. Presently, if Taiwan declares independence, China will not hesitate to use force.

I find this all interesting in a compare and contrast fashion between Hong Kong and Taiwan. Firstly, whereas Hong Kong has little problem being ruled by the mainland, the Taiwanese are quickly driven to anger at such an idea. Secondly, the culture of Taiwan is more closely aligned to that of the mainland than is Hong Kong’s culture. Despite this, the people of Hong Kong still identify with a stronger mainland heritage. Lastly, both Taiwan and Hong Kong were ruled by foreign powers for extended periods in the 20th century (Japan, and Great Britain, respectively). Whereas Great Britain did positive things for Hong Kong, Japan sucked Taiwan dry for many years. It would seem Taiwan would be grateful for Chinese liberation while Hong Kong would resent being forced to wear the leash of communism.

Alas, it all comes down to politically-inspired indoctrination. The Taiwanese have been raised to believe that mainland aggression threatens their freedom, while Hong Kong has been assured little will change under the 50 Years Policy. This is important because Taiwanese teachings have superseded the long-established Chinese tradition of being ruled for millennia – from emperors to warlords.

Another interesting comparison is between South Korea and Taiwan. Both are former Asian Tigers who surprised the world with their explosive economic growth. Both are threatened by a hostile communist neighbor (N. Korea and China, respectively). Both have experienced slowing economies because of Japan’s high-tech dominance and China’s cheap production. Finally, both are democracies struggling to develop more stable political systems. South Korea had protests not too long ago over presidential corruption, and things have since been ironed out. I hope the same will happen with Taiwan.

With politics out of the way, both Taiwan and South Korea have similar economic problems to deal with. Their manufactured goods are no longer the cheapest, and their knowledge base no longer dominates the markets (think: China and India). I am interested to see how the governments cope, hopefully by offering better incentives for investing in growing markets. This is obviously a big difficulty for Taiwan given the open hostility with the Chinese government – to this day, there are no direct flights between the two countries.

All of these topics must factor into the strategic plans of the White House. Looking at a map, it is not hard to see battle lines being drawn: China, Iran, Russia, and North Korea on one side, with Japan, South Korea, Taiwan, and India on another side. Referring back to the map, perhaps the U.S. is achieving its goal of keeping China bottled up on all sides with the aforementioned nations. While I believe such a dangerous state of affairs is a long way off (and will hopefully never matriculate), tensions exist among all the countries I mentioned. Additionally, the recent trend for wars between states with different governmental structures could make matters worse. Wars have been started for far less innocuous reasons than (1) visiting war memorials (Japan/China), (2) a nuclear missile test (N.Korea/Japan/US), (3) threat of invasion in a politically unstable time (Taiwan/China), (4) nuclear threat mixed with oil reliance (Iran/US/China), and so on…

I hope to reiterate that all of these topics are purely speculative possibilities, and I think calmer heads will prevail. My fear is that calm heads usually do not make headlines or gain followers when the future is uncertain.


October 06, 2006

Taipei (TAIWAN)

Enjoying the Perks of Taiwan

Taiwan Photo Gallery

I had to pry myself out of bed this morning as the cushioning on the king sized mattress was heavenly. After gathering my belongings, I set off to find the train station for Taipei. Along the road I met a girl who offered to show me the way, and she spoke enough English for us to have a decent conversation along the way. Like many attractive Asian girls, she was working in cosmetic sales for a large department store with the hope of learning better English and becoming a flight attendant. I offered to take her out later to repay her kindness, but she insisted she had to work and so we parted ways.

I reached Taipei Central Station shortly after noon, and headed to one of the many imposing buildings in the vicinity. There was a hostel listed in the lobby, and like that I found the dorm where I would spend the next several days in Taipei.

While I was waiting to check in, I struck up a conversation with a Korean brother and sister. We got into an extended talk about the state of Korean affairs, and eventually I asked if I could come along with them for the day. The sister is a science teacher, and the brother studies computer engineering – meaning we had plenty in common. We caught a train to a town called Danshui, which is where Taiwan’s main river meets the Pacific Ocean.

The town felt like a carnival built along the shores of a river. There were street vendors selling foods of all shapes and sizes, electronic video games that could be heard up and down the river, children getting their faces painted, street performers, and most importantly, endless Taiwanese enjoying their day off. The Taiwanese national holiday is on October 10th (Double Ten, as they like to say), and most of the population gets several days off in anticipation of the event. For the Taiwanese, this is a big deal because it was not long ago when 6 (or even 7) day work weeks were the norm. It is no surprise Taiwan was one of the leading “Asian Tigers.”

Towards evening, we rode a large motorboat to enjoy the sunset over the ocean before being taken to a large fisherman’s wharf. The scene was exciting, and I was able to sample an endless variety of food. Deservedly, Taiwan is the well-deserved champion of great food in Asia.

That evening we enjoyed fireworks over the river before having Japanese food for dinner. To top the day off, we decided to have foot massages at Taipei’s infamous Snake Street. As the name implies, there were endlesssss resssstaurants with dead snakes hanging from hooks, living snakes eying passersby from wire cages, and chefs with microphones toying with cobras and pythons. It was a scene to be seen, but I could not bring myself to sample snake’s blood or diluted venom (no surprise there).

The foot massage was probably my least favorite part of the day as I squealed like an old woman the entire time. Quite literally, it was 40 minutes of agony. I did not even feel that much better afterward, making me feel that back massages are the way to go. There are too many bones and nerves in the feet for it to be a pleasant experience. If nothing else, all the Taiwanese in the shop had a great laugh at my expense!

 

 

 

 

 


October 05, 2006

Taipei (TAIWAN)

Embarking on my Taiwan Trip and Unparalleled Generosity

Taiwan Photo Gallery

It was another busy morning as I had plenty to do before my evening flight to Taiwan. Additionally, it was only my second day with my new roommate, a Hong Kong first year business student named Edmund. I suppose it is nice having someone to talk if I am bored, but there were never any boring moments to begin with. All in all, I am afraid I have lost my place of solitude; the people of Hong Kong regularly stay up to 4 or 5am.

By mid-afternoon I finished packing my belongings and made off for the airport. I stopped at an airport bookshop and picked up a Taiwan travel guide. As of that moment, I had no idea what I was going to do in Taiwan! Nevertheless, I was feeling anxious to touch down and begin traveling again. My travels from the summer already feel like a distant memory, and I have hardly had a chance to reflect back on them. Without exception, each new experience makes old ones pale in comparison - leaving no time for dawdling.

Upon boarding the airplane, I immediately struck up a conversation with a man, Albert, sitting next to me. I was curious to know “everything Taiwan”, and he was happy to entertain me. One of the biggest gains from my travels is that I am much more open and willing to take risks in starting conversations.

Originally from Malaysia, Albert studied chemical engineering in Taiwan before entering the world of engineering consulting. At present, he travels extensively and was able to discuss everything from emerging markets to politics for all the Asian countries. The conversation lasted for the entire two hour flight, and eventually he brought up where I was going to stay for the night. Realizing I had not even opened my tour book, I began shuffling through the pages. In the past, I always found a way to make things work, and so I was not too worried about landing without a clue.

Unfortunately, the flight was not scheduled to touch down until after 11pm, meaning there would be no public transportation for the one hour ride to Taipei. After hearing that I was planning on sleeping at the airport for the night, Albert insisted on having his wife drive me to a local motel. I was hesitant to agree because it was not something I planned for, but I eventually gave in.

Albert’s family picked us up at the airport (wife and two young children), and we had a lot of fun talking in the car. At ages of 5 and 9, the children spoke exceptional English. Albert insisted that they attend English schools because it opened so many doors for him - he speaks eight languages.

After a 30 minute drive, Albert and his wife agreed on a hotel for me. I could not believe my eyes as we pulled in! The rooms were all over $100/night, and he insisted on paying for the whole thing. He said he wished he could travel like me when he was young, and was happy to assist me in a time of need. There was a lot of hugging and sharing of smiles as I parted with his family on great terms. I have posted some pictures of the room, but it was basically the equivalent of a suite at a 5-Star U.S. hotel. Truly extraordinary, and I slept like a king that night.