Still alive and reporting from Banqiao, Taipei County, Taiwan. Been a bit gloomy lately, so I'm sorry for not having had the mood to write much.
Today it rained a lot. In the morning, it was a little cloudy and over the afternoon the city would start looking foggy when looking from the higher floors. Then it started raining a little, then more, then a little less. I decided to take a walk towards Taipei city by that time. Was told that it was impossible to walk all the way. I'd have to take a bus or MRT past the river as there isn't a lot of bridges for pedestrians. I don't know about that. Seems it's possible to cross the river walking next to the highway but I wouldn't do it for the fear that people might get angry. Besides, it rained.
I got off from school in Xinpu and got as far as Jangzicui pretty quick. Walking to the river from there on was a mystery to me with all those highways and roads and stuff over there. I did find a pretty nice place though, below one of the big highway bridges connecting Banqiao and Taipei. I did have to turn around a few times to get there, and apparently all the stuff they have over there is old gas stations and metal junk yards so not many people will bother to go there I believe. Especially on a rainy day. By the time I decided to rest for a while, (or rather, couldn't move further without walking into a river,) the rain was now so strong that I would rather stand under the highway. At that time it was raining like a heavy Danish rainsquall, but without all that wind and briefness that goes with those. I took some pictures with my puny point and shoot camera, depressed for not having brought the big gear. Next time it rains on a hot day, I'm going to bring it there I hope.
Amazing how few raindrops the camera manages to catch, isn't it? I can assure you it was raining cats and dogs, but these little point and shoots just doesn't do the magic like a DSLR. * Sad face *
While I was there I felt really strange. Been reading a lot lately. Especially Haruki Murakami and I felt like I could just aswell have been in one of his books. It was really jazzy there. Dark and not so crowded in a somewhat far off and quiet place. The sound from rain slipping down over the border of the bridge and cars driving around up there above was just awesome. And then it's like the end of a small world. Usually it gets really cold whenever the rain comes. (It is a bit cold now, actually.) But at that time, the air was still hot from the last few summerdays we've had, so it was pleasant. Also. Just standing below such a giant structure that such a bridge is is something I don't do everyday. I do skitter around below grand highways daily, they're everywhere, but it's quite some months since I stood below a bridge this size. You should try it. Go find a big bridge by a river and stand under it when it rains a lot. Haha. I hope you've read Haruki Murakami yourself. Otherwise you have probably no idea of where I'm trying to get with this writing. I hope you enjoyed it, though.
Can't promise too much with all these things going on, but I'll try and drag my DSLR over there sometime.