He really didn’t look like he was enjoying the experience throughout that. I think he liked to have locals taking him to local restaurants, not tourism officials taking him to where they think tourists should go.
We had a giant rant about this elsewhere, too.
It’s also frustrating because, both for convenience and to deal with the language issue, these guys seem to invariably hook up with some TAS-grad Orange County Green Card rich kid who’s spent half of their life or more off-island, so their idea of on-the-ground Taipei life is skewed at best.
IIRC, doesn’t he start that stopover having a weirdass cocktail at the bar of the W?
There was a definite whiff of contractual obligation.
I’ll need to watch it again, though. I do recall the rather sad start where he’s drinking something weird (brandy and crushed ginger?) on his own in the sad W bar. With hindsight not best to leave him on his own in a soulless hotel.
Highway rest area men’s toilets, everyone smoking inside, huge space but 2 guys manage to bump into me while I’m standing at a urinal.
Saw two different people hitting their kids in the parking lot.
I think you really meet another type of people on holidays when people that don’t get out frequently aren’t stuck at work or home and manage to get out in public.
Some old guy just stopped right at the end of the escalator while at Taipei Long Distance Bus Station. Since the escalator moves and I had people behind me, I had no choice but to run into him not before yelling “HEY” at him 20 times in the span of 3 seconds.
After running into him slowly he finally moved, I yelled at him impulsively to MOVE!