5pm. Taipei.
I'm typing away in the musky privacy of a hidden room behind the reception counter of a local country club cum hotel - my lodging for the night before i embark on my flight back to Singapore. The past 12 hours of sitting upright has become all but an unpleasant memory. The seat recliner was not working but i consider myself lucky, i managed to snag the best seat of the economy class (read: practical families and poor campus students), the aisle seat of the first row. Sure you come inches away from a 70 inch LCD screen, but your legs will thank you for it after 5 hours. I'll take a slightly sore neck over numb legs and cramped space anytime.
There's so much to say, so much i feel, but all is overshadowed by the grumbling of a very empty stomach.
There's so much to say, so much i feel, but all is overshadowed by the grumbling of a very empty stomach.
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