Taiwanna Tango: Kenting

Zack: I'll get on at Hsinchu. Grab some food. You'd better have some surprises for the ride. Us: alright, we'll grab some bagels at that NY bagel spot in Main Station. And we'll have some surprises, don't you worry. Just don't miss it. Me: Sarah - we only have a bottle of wine in our room, but we have a 711 downstairs. Let's go get surprises.

Bag fills up. 711 man: wow (suffice it to say that they only sell beer in singles here, and yes, us westerners all look like alcoholics here).

Miss train. Catch next one. Special note: not stopping in Hsinchu

Beer: spill all over the high speed rail car at 300 kmph. Me: shit. Don't forget to bring a towel. Everyone in car: drunk American (they assumed I didn't understand that because they said it in Chinese, but looks tell all). NY bagels - mmmm. Zack's bagel - mmmm. Taiwan Gold Medal pils - mmmm.

Arrive in Kaoshiung (like Cow Shung)

Peter, Johnson, Zack: whoa where did you guys come from? Us: missed the 7 train, grabbed the express. Sorry Zack, missed the bagel shop in a rush to catch the train. Johnson: taxi, we need a ride to Kenting, a scooter store, one that doesn't require an intl license, and some chewing gum. Hit it. Scooter people - we'll take three. Shi shi. Bam.