I just have one thing I wish to complain about. I think America needs to jump on the bandwagon with THE REST OF THE WORLD, and use the same measurements as THE REST OF THE WORLD. You have no idea how many times I want to know exactly how hot it is outside. I look at the thermometer and I literally say "Oh, that's right, I learned an equation to convert this...because I learned fahrenheit." I'm really sorry, all the science teachers I have had, but I am not going to sit here and do an equation each time I want to know the temperature. So, once I get use to measuring everything in cm, kilometers, liters, milliliters, kilograms, ect. I have to go back to America where everything is different. Oh, well. Roll with the punches, right?
Any who, Taiwan is great.
Close your eyes (after you read the description). Imagine a place where you don't have to chain your bike up. A place where you can leave shopping bags unattended on your scooter to go into another store, and come back out, and they have been untouched. A place where I haven't heard one bad thing said about another person. A place, where there is an abundant amount of trust in people (strangers or not). You, my friend, would be imagining Taiwan.
Can you imagine high school without drama? I know I certainly can't, and that's a sad truth. Or, I couldn't, until I attended school here. Girls here, they actually like and get along with each other. People sit with each other, regardless of who you are. You know if there are three seats and one was occupied by a complete stranger, you would skip a seat and then sit? Well, here, if there are three seats and one was occupied by a complete stranger, you'd find yourself talking and meeting a stranger. In Taiwan, there is so much respect and trust. Sometimes, I even question my host sister. I will be like "Um, shouldn't they be watching the money box?" or "Aren't they going to put those pineapples up for the night?" and she'll just say "What's the point in that? Too much work!"
As far as culture shock goes, I haven't experienced any. That just means when I get back to America, I will have what's called reverse culture shock. So, we will see how that goes. Wish me luck; good thing I still have nine months.
Basically, I am in love with this amazing island. I am going to some lake next week with my host sister. (Sorry for such a sentence "some lake" but I forgot the name) So, you should expect a picture or two and a good post about it. Hopefully, it will make up for this short and sweet one. For now, I am off to bed.