By Audie Vinci Batausa We were greeted by a cold gush of wind the moment we stepped off the bus. I remember it was 18°C that time. A blanket of fog partially hindered our sense…
By Audie Vinci Batausa We were greeted by a cold gush of wind the moment we stepped off the bus. I remember it was 18°C that time. A blanket of fog partially hindered our sense…
by Fratri Edson Silva We got on the green line train bound for Xindian early in the afternoon. It was the first day of our trip to Taiwan. One thing I already found very amusing…