Renegade Writings

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Frozen Moments

Dongao bay 4:12 pm

I thought I could go swimming but it’s too dangerous. The beach slopes steeply down towards the water, and when a big wave comes sweeping in it’s like a giant trough of water that empties then fills back up in… Continue Reading →

Zhuwei beach, 6:02 pm

The water is a nearly perfect navy blue topped by a faint streak of orange from the warm glowing ball of the setting sun. I lie in the water after my run over the soggy grey sand, letting it cool… Continue Reading →

Our bathroom, 3:16 pm

We’ve decided to take down the bathroom mirror and replace it with a cabinet. Unfortunately, the thing has been glued to the wall with silicon and it’s nearly impossible to get it down. So here I am, dressed in as… Continue Reading →

Meguru River, 12:16 pm

The sun is shining merrily, heating me up despite the early April chill. Across the river a marching band is playing Highway to the Danger Zone, the brass section really putting in some extra oomph. All around the cherry trees… Continue Reading →

Yanshui Junior High Sports Field, 10:03 pm

It’s the last big fireworks of the night and this rack is the biggest, with three tiers of firecrackers ready to be shot out over the audience. The announcer starts the count down and we in the crowd count along… Continue Reading →

Wenhai Road, 8:22(?) pm

I’m dripping with sweat, the mask makes it uncomfortable to breath and my visor is fogging up but trying to do anything about that now would be far too dangerous. A cloud of thick smoke is enveloping the crowd, the… Continue Reading →

Wenhai Road, 8:16 pm

Despite the south Taiwan heat I’m fully covered: thick jacket, gloves, full face motorcycle helmet and two towels wrapped around my neck to cover all the gaps. I’m sweating like a pig but I can’t take any of it off,… Continue Reading →

Changan Road, 5:17 pm

The dreariness of my evening commute has been instantly dispelled by a marvelous sky. A pale blue background, bordering on yellow, richly strewn with tufts of cloud like pieces of cotton on a blue tablecloth. The clouds lie in shadow… Continue Reading →

Grotta Cascata Varone, 10:37 am

The gorge is like a deep fissure in the ground, carved by the water over thousands of years. The walls are uneven, shaped by the flow of the water, with patches of moss growing here and there. In front of… Continue Reading →

Expressway No. 61, 5:59 pm

It’s not a proper thunder shower yet, but the rain is still pretty heavy, big drops pelting me as I go along. Speed always amplifies the force of the drops, normally it starts to feel painful when you go above… Continue Reading →

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