In 2012, I traveled solo for the first time in my life. I still remember how scared I was before the trip. With only a small backpack, a Neil Gaiman book, a thousand dollars, and a will to get out of my comfort zone, I boarded the plane to Bangkok.
I must admit. The only reason I was in Hualien was the marble paradise to the north: Taroko Gorge. Hualien being the gateway to this incredible national park was the only thing I knew about the city prior to this trip. But Hualien was such a pleasant surprise. And it
Blindly I followed a trail that climbed the Sibao Mountain in Taroko Gorge, one of the most popular national parks in Taiwan. Concealed behind a park, it is one of the less frequently trodden walking trails in the region. There was no one else taking the leaf-carpeted path, and I
The site owes its name to the Pacific. And to one tribesman. A long time ago, when a native Truku tribesman came out of a gorge and saw the blue splendor of the world’s biggest ocean, he admiringly shouted, “Taroko!” It means “magnificent and beautiful.” What he did not know
There was no one else. The Hualien clouds blessed my visit with gentle showers that afternoon, but I still made my way on foot to the shrine. The Northern Palace architecture of the buildings radiated through the bleak atmosphere, a great sight. Even better that the view from here. Martyr’s