The world,

My first month in Taipei, and I'm loving it! Exploring sound, taste and smell of everything around. One thing that really got to me was, the hospitality of the locals. During the first three days here, my current roommate, Felicia and I haven't got a room to stay. We were staying at a hotel downtown and would require us around forty minutes to get to NCCU by bus.  One night, when we were surveying rooms closer to campus, a middle aged man who introduced us to some landlords fixed us to a bowl of beef noodle soup.           牛肉麵  n iúròu miàn Coming from Indonesia where our food is cooked with all kinds of herbs and spices, it's fair to say that the food aren't suitable for my tastebuds as most of it are flavourless. But this baby over here.. Felicia and I both devoured it at once. It's pretty hard to find halal beef noodles, but a friend of ours took us to a place in near Sun Yatsen Memorial Hall, 清真中國牛肉麵食館 Halal Chinese Beef Noodle Shop. Top notch!

Busy, busy, busy. That's how I try to keep myself sane, without spreading myself too thin. Counter intuitive? Very. I mean, honestly speaking this is a time when the days and nights doesn't go by so seamlessly (despite all the support I got from friends and family, thank you.)  After Istanbul, it was time to get my head on and back in the game. I had to finish what I've started and get that degree. My undergraduate thesis was an analyzation of a film called The Flowers of War by the legendary Zhang Yimou, which was based on Geling Yan's novel,  金陵十三釵, literally meaning thirteen flowers of Jinling .  The first encounter with the film was in my first semester of university, when I watched the movie at a friend's rent. Four years later, I find myself in a room with three of my lecturers, defending my arguments.      14th July 2016 Juggling two to three different things is (kinda) my forte. At least I'd like to think of it that way. Bef