Shihlin Night Market. That place suffers from the perpetual crowd. If you've been to Bangkok and thought the night markets there were congested enough, wait till you enter the world's largest mosh pit. Every night is a Guinness Record attempt to compact as many people into a confined space and test the carrying capacity of the ground on which it sloshes itself on with a disconcerting array of neon lights.
Of course, how could I not visit Taipei 101? We didn't go up though, since it was a tad too overpriced in my opinion, and going up a tall building, even the world's tallest, is not exactly a life-altering experience.
The main Eslite Bookstore has got me set for another return trip. Think of Borders, Kinokuniya, HMV, Far East Plaza and Haji Lane stacked on each other and lovingly adorned with Christmas lights and with a large emphasis on nordic/scandinavian design. Most of the books were in traditional chinese, but the simplified chinese and english sections were quite modest as well, with titles that I couldn't find stocked at the literature section of borders/kino in Singapore. My sister and I bought a Holga camera and 2 chinese books. Hers was a book by François Sagan that was translated into simplified chinese. Following that, we looked around the comme des garcons boutique on the ground level, where all the clothes were sorted by their colours into racks of reds and blacks. It was so cool. Although that would have been an understatement.
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