Before we fly back across the ocean, we decided that we should add one more country to our list. Taiwan was only a two hour flight from Jeju, and we know that there are political changes possible in this country, and we were eager to see it before any of those took place.
Taiwan has incredible scenery, and we wanted to make sure that we saw it, not just the big cities. We landed at the international airport and got a rental car. Thankfully, Jessica was brave enough to volunteer to drive here knowing that these would be mountain roads of which she is much more accustomed to driving than I am. I am so thankful that she would drive us!
The spine of Taiwan is all mountains. In fact, to get from one side of the island to the other, you really have to go around them. While our original plan had been to go all the way around the island in just a few days, we decided that would actually mean that we wouldn’t get to see any place very well and would only be driving. So instead, we opted for two nights in the mountains in the north eastern part of Taiwan, not too far from Taipei, although it feels like another world altogether.
It didn’t take long for us to leave the busy city streets behind and begin climbing on rural mountain roads. On our way there, a road under construction meant we ended up sort of going down a long one-lane, two-way road. Jess handled it like a champ and realizing that it seemed to end at some sort of cafe, we decided that could be a destination. So, at the dead end of this tiny road, we found a restaurant in a truly beautiful setting. We had a delicious late lunch as our first meal in Taiwan. I got some sort of pork belly stack with a syrup sauce. Mostly, we enjoyed watching the view and the huge butterflies that flew past! 


While sitting on this expansive veranda, looking at the map, I realized that just across the river was our hotel. It was only about a half a mile away and we could get there by walking across the suspension bridge. To drive there, however, it was about 6 miles away because we had to go back up the tiny road and find a bridge that the car could pass not just the footbridge below. On our way to the hotel, we stopped by the 7-Eleven. One of many stops at these convenience stores we have made on our Asian adventures. We were thrilled to see that even up in this tiny mountain village, the 7-Eleven was one of the nicest ones we had been to. It made us excited to see the other ones in Taiwan. While searching for snacks we may need for the evening, we overheard three giggly, Taiwanese children, probably about the same age as our students, saying, “Six-seven.” If you have no idea what this phrase is about, I know you aren’t around young children, but also please consider yourself lucky. Before we left, Jess turned around and did the hand signal to match the phrase, and the kids cackled and even followed us out to the car, saying it over and over again. What a joy to find a simple interaction we could share with these children, even though we couldn’t share many other words.
We arrived at our hotel, Kilar Mountain Villa, where the patio had a lovely view, and our room was spacious. Not wanting to tackle the roads again in the evening, we laid low and worked on making some changes in our upcoming plans due to some weather disruptions. 

Our only full day in the mountains, we decided to take on, full force. The scenery truly is stunning and reminds me of the mountains of Uganda and of Peru. They are lush and green as they peak and dip into valleys below.
Our first stop was at Xiaowulai, a scenic area that has made the most of the beauty around them and created a tourist attraction as such. It was a little more crowded than we like, as there were enough things in short distance from the parking lot that even some large buses of tourists could visit. We enjoyed seeing the waterfalls, walking out on the short skywalk and across the suspension bridge. Then, we took a trail that led us a bit off the beaten path and away from the rest of the tourists. It was a lot of down and then a lot of up, lovely scenery, and very loud bugs, but aside from lizards, we didn’t see much wildlife. 




After rewarding ourselves with some delicious ice cream bars from the 7-Eleven and, letting the sweat dry in the air conditioner in the car, we decided to take advantage of the beautiful weather and go on one more stop.
When planning the trip, one of the reasons I had chosen the location that I had was because of the Dongyanshan National Forest. Through my initial research, it looked like a beautiful place to be with some great hiking trails. However, when reading up about those trails and the location the day before, I couldn’t find a lot of information, and I became a little bit anxious. When Siri turned us onto a one lane but two way incredibly steep mountain road, with five miles left to go until we reached the area, I became even more nervous. The road was barely wide enough for one car, and we were incredibly lucky in the fact that we never came upon a car that was headed in the opposite direction. Again, Jessica handled it beautifully! After about a mile and a half on this road, we turned onto a beautiful wide, two lane road. This road let us to a very nice national forest recreation center with a visitor center, nice bathrooms, well maintain trails with lots of English information in them, and even a gift shop! This was when we learned our lesson that if we didn’t like the road, Siri was taking us on, we could just ignore his instructions and we could stay on the larger routes. On our way down the mountain, we ignored his instructions a few times to turn onto these one lane roads, and we made it home in only four minutes longer then planned, and we were on two lane roads the whole time!
We picked up a map at the recreation center and decided to try the “self-guided trail” that included the Dongyanshan Peak. The man at the gate had told us it was hard, but all we had to do was keep walking. He was right. It just involved a lot of uphill, as we were climbing to the peak of a Taiwanese mountain. But the trail was very nice, incredibly well maintained, and mostly stairs. Along the way, there were signs in both Chinese and English explaining the plants and animals that live in the area. We encountered a few people along the way, mostly what we believe are Taiwanese people who were a couple decades older than us. As such, they greeted us with warm smiles and welcoming simple phrases. We really didn’t see any wildlife, but man we heard it! There were a couple of birds along the way, but it was mostly the frogs and insects that were deafening in the forest. Behind the visitor center, there was a small pond where the frogs seemed to be competing for volume prizes. Throughout the forest, it often sounded like chainsaws were going. We are quite certain that it was some sort of cicadas making these sounds. The backdrop was beautiful, but it also would’ve made a fine setting for a horror film with the loud chainsaws starting and stopping constantly. At the top of the peak, we were rewarded with a beautiful vista with sites of Taipei in the distance. It was well worth the sore calves, and the dripping sweat.




Being in a country where the alphabet isn’t even similar, and life is very different, it is often hard to tell what is a restaurant. There were dozens of fruit stands along the windy mountain roads and even tents set up with small grills where lots of locals seem to be gathering and enjoying their food. I used Google to find a place, and it has lots of rave reviews that thankfully had been translated to English. We took screenshots of pictures of food that looked good to us from the restaurant, and were prepared to walk into this tiny hole in the wall and show them photos to order what we want. We walked in to this small, somewhat questionable restaurant in this mountain village in Taiwan and were greeted by a man who asked if we spoke Chinese. When we said no, he explained much of his menu in English and gave us some choices. He asked us where we were from. When we told him, he said he really hoped to make it to America sometime soon to watch LeBron James play, but right now he had a small child and thought that she would cry on the long plane ride. The food that he prepared in the makeshift kitchen was delicious. I had a sort of beef ramen bowl while Jess had fried rice. He even brought us fresh passion fruits he had picked. When I travel, it always makes me feel more ignorant when so many people can speak my language, and I can barely say thank you in theirs. I am so impressed with how much the rest of the world prioritizes teaching languages. 

Our little hotel in the mountains seemed to also be some sort of a conference center. Both nights we were there, there was a large group of people. They all ate together and sometimes we’re in the meeting room. We seemed to be the only ones not a part of the group. But we were given breakfast right alongside them. Each of us were served on our own trays with a wide variety of foods. It was not my favorite breakfast food, but that is simply because as Americans, our minds seem to be programmed into what constitutes a breakfast food and what does not. I love salad, but it’s not the way that I’m used to starting my day. Broccoli and carrots are great, but I much prefer a smoothie. The chicken wings were full of flavor, but again not exactly the food that I normally anticipate first thing in the morning. We were also given a large bowl of what I believe was rice pudding of some sort. It could’ve been grits or porridge, and as such, it had zero flavor. We couldn’t find any salt, but adding butter and sugar made it better, just like it does for everything! 
On our way down the mountain to return the car, thankfully, we were mostly on larger roadways. Driving rules are really very similar, however, drivers here are not afraid to honk if they believe you are not doing what you should be doing. They were quick to tell Jess if they felt like she didn’t really need to stop at the red light even though we feel like those rules are pretty much the same anywhere.
There was one large attraction on the side of the road, possibly a temple, where we were stopped by about seven people in vests standing in the middle of the road with those light up batons to direct traffic. They seem to just be there to help buses reenter the two-lane road. Thankfully, Jessica noticed that one of these smiling vested men was lighting firecrackers, because loud booms went off right next the car. Had we not seen that, we would have been hiding from gunshots. We’re still not sure what was going on, but it seemed these buses, with all the waving and fanfare were being sent off with quite the “bang.”
After mountain roads and some major highways, we were thankful to return the car relying now on Uber, public transportation and our own two feet. I have so much more of Taiwan that I want to explore, but I’m thrilled we got this opportunity to see the beauty! 







































































