As you can see by the three pictures, my last fling included being surrounded by women, on an island no less, and some occasional guys thrown in for good measure. Last Tuesday and Wednesday I dazzled my students with my final lecture summing up the whole semester in 45 minutes or less and then handed out my open book, open note (but not open classmate) take home exam, due one week from then. I gave them a case study with some guiding questions to answer, told them the answer could only be 10 pages long, double spaced, 2.54 centimeter margins, and 12 point font. Given that they would be writing the exam in their second or third language, I allowed them to have an editor, not from my class, check their answer for correct grammar before emailing it to me by the deadline. I didn't tell them that the editor was as much for my benefit as theirs; I wanted to focus on their ideas, not their English skills.
Any way, I now had the rest of the week free while my students slaved away writing my exam. So I decided to take a 4 1/2 hour ferry ride from Kaohsiung Harbor to the Taiwanese owned Penghu archipelago half way to Hong Kong. Sun, sand, and beach. What more can one want for the last free weekend before I return to Maine? There are over 90 islands in Penghu, less than a quarter inhabited. I stayed at a bed and breakfast on the biggest island in Magong City (population about 53,000 with one McDonald's so it wasn't without amenities).
The trip started off well on Thursday. I got through the non-English speaking ferry staff gauntlet without much difficulty and even found my seat number, the only thing I understood on my ticket. I finished a book on Jewish history edited by a colleague of mine at Touro, something I have been wanting to read for months. Then the first glitch. I get off the ferry around 2:00 in the afternoon (the only Caucasian passenger out of around 200) and looked for the person from the bed and breakfast who was going to meet me. Nowhere to be found! What to do? Found an English teacher from the island waiting for another passenger who graciously called the b&b on her cell (mine failed a couple of days ago) and escorted me to an air conditioned waiting room where my hostess, Elle, and her friend Justin (also in the left picture) who runs a private school that specializes in teaching English, found me some 20 minutes later.
Fortune shined upon me. What a delightful person (the oldest women in the above pictures with her three teenage girls and some of their friends--yeah, I couldn't believe Elle was old enough to have a 17 year old daughter {Jennifer} either). Elle took me in like a member of the family. We stopped for a box lunch, took a quick tour of the city and then settled in to my room. After her girls came home we all went to a local beach where I swam and then headed home for a barbecue dinner.
Having pumped me on the tour about what foods I liked, her husband, Ku Pon, and middle daughter, Vivian, cooked up a storm in the alley way in front of her three story, attached house.She invited Justin as well so he could translate for us all. What a feast. We must of ate for three hours, finishing off a meal of all kinds of seafood (what I told her I liked and what the island is famous for) topped off by roasting marshmallows for dessert. (Ivy, the youngest daughter at 14 was the best roaster, but I did teach them my San Diego beach party roasting technique.) You really get to know people over dinner and I knew I was in good hands.
I slept like a log on my very comfortable mattress bed on the floor. Fortunately, the room had air conditioning as it was hot, but not as muggy as Kaohsiung. Friday's breakfast was an egg sandwich purchased locally and then I borrowed one of their bikes to go exploring while Elle picked up three other male guests from Taiwan. Glitch #2. I could not adjust the seat so the only way I could comfortably ride the bike was standing up. Then it started to rain. And then a lot of air decided to leave the back tire. Needless to say, my bike riding was much shorter than my bike walking.
After lunch that I purchased at the handy 7-11 that I easily discovered because you can see a lot of detail walking a bike, I returned to home base where Elle's van awaited us for the afternoon adventures. I met the three male guests and the female escort they had hired for their stay (don't ask for details) and we were off exploring. Swimming at a lovely sandy beach was one highlight, as was the modern windmills for generating electricity (Taiwan is ahead of us in harnessing wind power). The trip was
topped off by watching a lovely sunset from the western most cliffs of the island. Elle (her husband who does construction projects for the government was working late that night for a private client), Justin, his sister, Jackie, who helps run the English speaking school, and I had a late dinner at a local restaurant that specialized in traditional Japanese and Taiwanese seafood.
On Saturday, I took a local ferry with Justin (who had not been) to two other islands of the archipelago, Cimei and Tongpan. I wanted to go to Chimei because that is where our office manager, Janet, was from (Tongpan was thrown in as an extra). The scenery was spectacular as seen by the pictures. And I got to eat abalone (see picture) which is being aqua farmed on Cimei and can no longer being purchased at restaurants in San Diego because of over harvesting.
We returned to Magong by 2:00 so I could take the ferry back to correcting final exams at 3:00. A great last fling.
Betty and I thank you all for reading our blogs. This is the last one about our adventures in Taiwan. We enjoyed writing them and enjoyed more your kind words about what we wrote.