Thursday, October 17, 2024

Taiwan 2024 - Northeast Coast, Museum Diorama

...and inside we have a diorama of what the whole building looks like.  Am supposing that this was built and submitted by the architects as part of the pre-construction phase.

Wednesday, October 16, 2024

Taiwan 2024 - Northeast Coast, Background Shots

Got a couple of good background photos, as well as a bookmark or two, via the pictures above and below.



Taiwan 2024 - Northeast Coast, Entrance to Weird Museum Building

Our guide was very helpful in providing suggestions on things we could do while in the area, and visiting this museum was a good one.  I like weird buildings, so went crazy taking pictures of this guy.  Standing are my soon-to-be son-in-law DeQuan, daughter Allison and lovely wife Chenjean.

Entrance to same below:



Tuesday, October 15, 2024

Taiwan 2024 - Northeast Coast, Artful Street Lights / The Campaign Speech

This is a fairly cropped-in shot captured with the Bigger Cahoona from the window of a moving car.  Fortunate, because usually in this situation - that of seeing something worthy of a snapshot on the road - the scene has passed me by without getting a chance to even lift the camera into position.

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Yesterday I posted a bit about the political activity that we grew up with in Orange during presidential campaigns.  Something much more recent happened, however, that had us involved a little more than we bargained for.

This was just five or six years ago, when the husband of a friend of ours ran for a judge position on the Democrat ticket here in Harris County.  We were recruited to distribute yard signs, and attended one or two fund-raising functions.  Then, when it came time to campaign to the Asian population, guess who ended up front and center?

They decided to give a speech at the Chinese Community Culture Center, and we showed up at the appointed time to help out.  They were getting their equipment in place as people filtered in, and soon enough the room had several hundred Asian-Americans in their chairs waiting for things to happen.  Well, nothing could happen until the candidate was properly introduced, and they didn't have anyone slated to do that just yet.  Someone saw me there and, having a reputation as an accomplished public speaker in my role as Criminal Justice Planner for the region, decided that I'd be the one for the job.  I had about two minutes to get information and gather my thoughts, then was thrust on the stage behind a microphone with attendees ready to listen, all eyes on me.  I'm like, What am I doing here - I'm a Republican!

But we do things for our friends, and using the information just gleaned plus what we knew already based on our friendship I managed to do the introduction without attracting too much attention to myself.  As an aside to this, the agency I worked for really frowned on public political activity among its employees due to the supposedly apolitical nature of our jobs.  With that in mind, I was very glad that the press didn't show up for this one (that I know of).

Thus it was that my inauguration into the political maelstrom was mercifully short, as the candidate lost the election and chose not to run again.  I sort of felt for him because he was considered a shoe-in for the position and must have been disappointed, but think we both knew that things happen for a reason, and just the way they're supposed to.

Monday, October 14, 2024

Taiwan 2024 - Northeast Coast, Dog Dressed in Yilan / Bedroom Billboard

Another series I'd like to put together is how they do their dogs in Taiwan, this being a prime example depicting the kind of relationship that an owner has with his or her pup.

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Here in America the campaign season is in full swing.  A week or so ago we watched the debate between the vice presidential candidates (Vance and Walz), and were impressed with how they both handled themselves.  I normally stay away from political debates, but we were glad we watched this one.

Whenever these times roll around it brings to memory what a politically active family I grew up with.  Nobody ran for office of any kind or went out knocking on doors, but Dad took the time to teach us what was going on, and we were avid learners.  Some of my earliest memories are of visiting a campaign headquarters there in Orange and bringing home lots of buttons, bumper stickers and other souvenirs.  One time they gave out little megaphones, and I marched up and down our driveway exhorting our neighbors to vote for Barry Goldwater until I grew hoarse.  This was 1964, when I was six years old.

Four years later, when I was ten, somehow my brother Allan obtained a billboard.  Yes, a real billboard of a gubernatorial candidate running for office that year.  It was made of paper, and consisted of folded-up panels that were designed to be put together on-site.  Thing was, the site for this one was our middle bedroom at 1512 Chapman.  And billboards are BIG.  By the time my brother(s) unfolded all the panels and put them together, the picture covered an entire wall and then some, spilling over to cover half of the ceiling.  It remained there for several weeks, and I remember being disappointed in the result because when you look at a billboard from a few feet away it's just a bunch of colored dots.

It was that same year, 1968, that I attended a Democrat rally in Houston for Hubert Humphrey.  One of my friends was going with his family, and I was invited to tag along.  It was held at the Astrodome, and I remember that his father, on the way back to the hotel after the rally, marveled that we were so physically close to a man that might be the president one day!  (didn't happen)

So growing up we were politically aware, and witnessed the value of civic involvement.  Not a bad thing to be around in a country that was, and is, arguably the greatest in the world.

Sunday, October 13, 2024

Taiwan 2024 - Northeast Coast, Unique Pickup Truck

One of these days I'm going to assemble into a series all the different kinds of small vehicles used as pickup trucks here in Taiwan.  This one in Yilan is not quite like anything I'd ever seen before...

Saturday, October 12, 2024

Taiwan 2024 - Northeast Coast, Lady Washing Dishes

Not sure if this lady would have approved of my taking her picture, or of the world fame that's sure to follow after this is posted in the blog, but I just liked the scene.  Washing dishes in a sink out on the street is fairly typical in the smaller towns and villages, and something I've done many times up on the mountainside where Chenjean grew up.

Friday, October 11, 2024

Taiwan 2024 - Northeast Coast, Library (maybe) in Yilan

Either a library or book store in Yilan, not sure which.  The scenes in the door and window (with the kid) are pictures installed on the inside of the glass...

Thursday, October 10, 2024

Taiwan 2024 - Northeast Coast, Bicycle Store Shelves

This plus the next several posts will be of general streets scenes in Yilan.

Wednesday, October 9, 2024

Taiwan 2024 - Northeast Coast, Brickman Playing Checkers / My Third Experience in New Orleans

It's pretty easy to tell that this cement brickwork was assembled from three pieces.  Still very well done, and one can picture our soon-to-be son-in-law engaging in a real game with the guy.

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Nick moved back to Houston in high school, so how did I end up in New Orleans again?  After moving down to the Houston area, during the first year of our marriage, it entered my head one day that it would be a good idea to get into our new little Toyota Corolla station wagon and just drive over there to have some fun.  So Chenjean and I packed up, hit I-10 and pointed east one morning, making the drive in about seven hours. The plan was to find a hotel in town to stay for a few nights...sounds easy, right?  Well, what didn't end up in my calculations for the trip was that it was February, RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF MARDI GRAS SEASON!!  Not a hotel anywhere within ten miles of downtown.  Our fun little trip began with great frustration over this, until I had an idea.  Why not go to Gretna, where Nick used to live?  As stated in yesterday's post, Gretna is some distance from downtown, so a room there probably would be easier to find.  We again headed east on I-10.

Then something extraordinary happened.  We'd driven a few miles, going along at 55-60 miles per hour (highway speed limit in those days was 55), when an older black guy pulled up in the lane next to us.  He acted like he wanted to talk, so Chenjean rolled down her passenger window.  He then yelled to us over the wind and traffic that it looked like we were lost, so where did we want to go?  I yelled back that we were going to Gretna.  He yelled back, "OK, follow me!"  So we moved over to his lane to get behind him, and followed for a few miles.  Upon our approach to the exit for Highway 90 he held his left arm high outside his driver's side window, pointing to the right over the top of his car indicating that we needed to exit that way.  I flashed my lights in thanks, and we went our separate ways.  We found a room right away in Gretna.

I shall never forget that stranger and his kindness to someone on the highway he didn't even know, perceiving that we were unfamiliar with the area.  It warms my heart to this day every time I think about it.  It's the little things in life, right?

Chenjean and I did end up going back into town that day.  After checking into the hotel we drove back downtown and watched one of the last parades of the season, returning well after dark.  A little culture lesson for her, being still relatively fresh in this country, and a trip down memory lane for me, as it was in the French Quarter where my friends and I had the run of the place years before.