Taipei Presidential Palace, taipei

When your house is so big, even your GPS gets confused.

After leaving the enchanting streets of Jiufen, I made my way to the bustling heart of Taipei. My first stop? The Taipei Presidential Palace. This grand structure, with its red and white facade and towering central spire, stands as a monument to Taiwan's rich political history. As I stood before the palace, I couldn't help but marvel at the intricate stonework and the imposing presence of the building. It's funny how something so historical can feel so alive, pulsating with the energy of the city around it. The palm trees lining the entrance added a tropical touch, a reminder that even in the midst of urban chaos, nature finds a way to make its mark. The vehicles zipping by in the foreground seemed almost out of place, like modern intruders in a historical tableau. But then again, isn't that what makes cities like Taipei so fascinating? The constant interplay between the old and the new, the timeless and the transient. As I continued my exploration, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. What other stories does this city hold? And more importantly, how many of them involve getting lost in translation? Stay tuned.