Interesting how I had my very first home-cooked meal in Taiwan last night...(well, dumplings don't count.) Really, I'm very insensitive to food, actually. I couldn't tell if a dish is particularly good or just ok. As long as the food fills the stomach and doesn't leave a particularly bad taste in my mouth, I'm ok with it. At the same time, I don't appreciate good food at all, just because I couldn't tell. So yeah, when people tell me that I must be getting really good food here in Taiwan, I really didn't feel it...certainly it's better than my mundane meals back in Waterloo, but it's nothing to drool over...

I've discovered a good way to fall asleep in times of insomnia: just pray until you sleep.

Lots of rain these days...makes the temperature cool, and I can live with that.