outing to JiouFen
I went to JiuoFen, a small town with the famous gold rush history in the northern Taiwan, with my ex-colleagues over the weekend. We were so lucky to embrace the warm sunshine when we arrived the town. The hostel owner told us that it had been raining for the whole week before the date we arrived. I reckon god really want to give us a good impression of the small town.
That was a breezy sunny day on the first day of our staying there. So we decided to go mountain hiking on Keelung Mountain in the afternoon. Along the way to the hilltop was numerous endless stairs that drove everyone bonkers and made us want to return back. At the end, all of us spent exactly two hours to go up and down the hill. We all got extreme sore muscle on our legs in terms of the reward on the second day when we woke up. Aside from the muscle pain, the best reward would be the magnificent view that we saw from the mountain top with all the mist permeated below our feet. The beautiful hazy scene is absolutely splendid.
We tasted every local food, played all the nerve-wrecking games and drank a lot till midnight. I'm truly grateful to have that bunch of good friends in life despiting that half of the participants during the trip had left the Kethcum mounths ago. Gladly, our friendship still remain albeit we don't work together.
I'm still suffering from the muscle pain at the moment of writing this post. Am I going to hike on that mountain again? NEVER EVER. You'll know why I say so if you really try it.
Beautiful Moments
I realized that great joy comes from the simple things:
1. unexpectedly hearing one of my favorite songs from the radio while driving.
2. reading a great book with jazz music on in the rainy day.
3. successfully cooking a dish with the instructions from the cookbook, and it comes better with someone to share the dish.
4. a nice flick.
5. meeting new interesting friends
6. discovering a new function on my Mac laptop.
7. a sweet phone call from friends who live in distance.
8. a delicious New York Cheese cake with fabulous Latte'.
9. a perfect dressing that makes me feel perfect.
10. workout for 1.5 hours with lots of sweat and a hot shower.
11. a cheerful casual conversation with the saleperson or neighbors.
12. $50 found in the pocket of the jacket that I wore last winter.
13. discovering that I look magnificent in the photos I take during the trip.
14. learning that something I'm longing for is on big sale.
15. an e-mail from friends in the inbox rather than those forward mails.
16. a good joke.
17. perfect weather.
18. the cute guy sitting across to me is making a pass at me.
19. a sweet lovely brownie.
20. a heart-warming dinner with family.
New Jazz
I started my new jazz dance program last weekend. I found a nice dance studio where it gives courses on different kinds of dancing like the one I used to go when I was in Sydney. It was a cozy funky one with the whole walls painted in hot red colour. That forms a feeling of passion.
I remember the salsa class I attended in Sydney years ago in which there were approximately 15 male and 15 female students in total, adding up the student number up to 30 more. In the class, all the ladies needed to stand in a line and the guys did in the same way and danced with the ladies in front of them. We practiced the steps with a certain partner for a while and then the guys would rotate so that means we can dance with different people in the 1.5 hour course. That was interesting to meet so many people in such a quick way. It's like one of those speed dating things that you get to know each one just within several minutes. Speed dating is through conversation and salsa is through dancing on the other side.
There's a saying that if you can dance well with a guy, then you two must be good on bed. Honestly, people got different dancing style as well as what they do in sex. Some people are just difficult to follow while some are perfectly matched in steps. In the couple dancing, men need to do the leading. Some guys are really gentle; some are just self-centered that you wish you can kick on their asses right away.
It is my belief that dance as a body expression can make people confident. I'm glad that I'm re-picking up the new jazz again coz that refreshes my life and bestows me with brand-new confidence.
Happy Belated Halloween
I've been busy over the weekend and didn't really have time to upload the photo to my blog. Instead of attending any costume party on Halloween this year, I bought myself a petite pumpkin. Simon and I worked together to spoon out the pumpkin and made it into a jack-o-lantern, an adorably lovely one.
I lit a candle inside my homemade pumpkin lantern and placed it at the doorstep so every one living in my neighborhood can share the atmosphere of the Halloween holiday. It's too bad that no one come up to play trick-or-treat with me.
Happy Belated Halloween!
