Or at least I would have thought that had I not been so completely in love with the hospital to begin with. Regardless, we set out on Thursday morning - myself being still completely emotionally high from our little KTV experience the night before - to get some R&R down by the beach! So, backpacks in hand and swimsuits at the ready, we headed off to Kenting.
About half an hour after the start of the journey, the hitherto beautiful, warm, sunny weather we had become used to in Tainan changed. To this...
Hopefully you can see through the windows, but just in case
you can't, let me sum up: It was wet. Very wet. It actually
looked a whole lot like Michigan!
Now, normally this wouldn't be much of a problem. I've never been too picky about weather, and a little water never killed anyone, right? Really, whoever came up with that line had never been in a van with 6 other individuals and a Taiwanese driver with mild road-rage during a thunderstorm. In addition to the massive amounts of rain pelting our windshield, our driver's reassurance that, "I don't know how to drive.", didn't exactly help calm our fears - and we had several very, very close calls, let me assure you. But if there's one thing you learn in Taiwan, it's never to doubt a Taiwanese taxi driver! We made it safe and sound - and mostly unscathed - to Kenting!
Kenting has some very different looking beach fronts than the ones I had seen in America. It's more like a mountain that turns into water than an actual beach, but it was absolutely stunning to see! Enjoy the view!
Jane was kind enough to model the beachfront for me. :)
Excuse the hair... It was SUPER windy on that ledge!
This is a rock. A rather famous rock, if you've ever looked at
pictures of Taiwanese scenery.
Really, though, it's a pretty cool looking rock!
Hayley and I. :)
This trip was also the first time we saw Mormon missionaries (outside of church) in Taiwan! We would have said hi, but we were riding mopeds and trying not to die, so we just sent them silent well wishes instead.
I don't know if you can tell by these pictures, but the beach wasn't exactly the most populated place on the island during the sunny days. We found out why the day we left: As we were driving away from Kenting, it began to pour again. The funny thing about rainstorms is that they tend to block out the sun, which to an American generally negates the point of going to the beach. Not so, if you're Taiwanese. The second the sky became dark enough to prevent even the slightest hope of getting a tan, we witnessed a mass exodus of Asians to the water! Seriously, I've never seen so many individuals packed into such a tiny space as I did that day in Kenting during a torrential downpour. Turns out the Taiwanese favor pale skin just as much as Americans favor a tan. That was quite a cultural experience!
Finally, soaked to the bone and pretty dang tired, we were on our way back to Tainan. We had survived moped driving (which is a feat in and of itself), becoming hopelessly lost in the mountains and separated from our group, an insanely dangerous Taxi ride with, "Crazy woody", and lots and lots of water.
And we had a great time doing it! :)