Taipei is a vibrant city, not only for the brisk pace of its people on their every-day lives or the nippy rhythm of their routines but because, and principally, because of the colors that adorned the city.
Taipei is dress in gold and red, like a goddess.
Yes, Red and gold are everywhere to be seen, to be felt and enjoyed.
Before leaving, I looked back one more time, just to be sure I was taking all the colors with me.
Taiwan was a long overdue expedition for me. Its history and culture have always attracted me with a magnetism I can’t quite define with logic. And the opportunity to visit this fascinating place, presented itself when I least expected it, as a gift from the Gods themselves.
Taiwan’s history is longer than I imagined, it was a surprising realization to discover that agriculture was developed 3,000 years ago and that the aboriginal occupants of the island presented more than one unshakable obstacle for the forays at conquering many tried.
In Asia, the calendar indicated the beginning of autumn, but not in the tropical Taiwan, where there’s sun, mango ice cream, and tea everywhere to ease any discomfort its everlasting summer might cause to its visitors.
According to legends and myths I came across, Taiwan was created by the tears of a goddess. And its women were born from the ashes of bamboo trees. However, whatever its origin, there is something undeniable special here, and lucky us, the Gods have blessed this journey.