December 31, 2014

I was at my old school and I had two large pieces of luggage with me. I had missed the bus so my only choice now was to bike to the airport. “What’s the best way to the airport?” I asked.

“Don’t follow the guide inside, that’s wrong. There’s only three ways to the airport and out of those three, you’re on the last” replied some elderly lady at the front entrance.

I biked up the hill and stopped to look at the sunset over the village below us. We must have been rather high up as the cliff in front of us must have ran down a couple kilometers. I took out my phone to take a picture of the reflection of the sun in the rice paddies.

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I was in a hotel when my dad called over Skype. He asked if I was still in Taipei or if I was in California now. Meanwhile someone else had joined the call. I asked her how she was able to do that and she replied that Skype had a feature where you could search for and join ongoing calls that your friends were in.

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I was back at school for the spring semester but for some reason our housing got shuffled around. We had to prove that we were students for the first two weeks before we could return to our dorms. Meanwhile we had to stay in some kind of resort housing instead. It seemed like my room at the time was occupied by some kind of journalism group hadn’t yet cleaned out their supplies.