The Taiwan Adventure: Local Color: A Winter Trip to Danshui

For the last month or so we've been enduring the usual northern Taiwan winter weather: Cold, gray, rainy skies. The temperature hadn't been too low yet, but it wasn't shirtsleeve weather either. We had started to fall into the emotional winter grays, as well. Living in northern Taiwan in the winter is like I imagine living through England’s winter weather would be.

The main differences between a northern Taiwanese winter and a normal English winter are heaters and fireplaces. Very few, if any central heaters in homes and apartments exist and to this day I have never even seen a chimney indicating a fireplace here. If you think about it, Taiwan is a small island and if everyone was burning wood all winter the islands would be balder than I am. So winter, because of the high double-digit humidity and the utter lack of heating in homes, can get bone-chillingly cold.

I don’t do well in cold weather. I have a tendency to hole up next to a space heater and mutter incoherently, but enough about me. Let’s just say that the weather wasn't beautiful. Then, last Saturday, December 29, as if a miracle had occurred I thrust off the blankets. The joints didn't hurt, the mumbling had stopped, I almost spoke a coherent sentence. Last Saturday dawned brilliantly. Last Saturday was an absolutely gorgeous, warm, spring-like day. Life returned to northern Taiwan.

My daughters and a number of their friends took a trip to Danshui. Danshui is in the north of Taipei just across the Keelung River: The very last stop on the MRT. Here are some striking pictures they took of Danshui, Fisherman’s wharf, and the Taipei Skyline.

Thanks to Elizabeth and Emily Banducci for the Pictures.