Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve always dreamed of working for the Foreign Services as a diplomat. Or you know, Secretary of State. I’ve always thought that being a diplomat would be a bit like being Sam from the West Wing, except in foreign relations. I’d just get to read all day and talk to people and then write a memo teaching someone about some little piece of history. Unfortunately, life isn’t The West Wing, but I do get to write a bit about Taiwanese history today, all thanks to our visit to an 18th century temple, a 20th century memorial, and, most importantly, the oldest night market in Taipei. Continue reading →
The Traveling Doughnut 