And then there was the first and the last day. We decided to go a little bit out of town to see some of the Taiwanese countryside. We went to the so called Green Lake which is actually not a lake but a big river with green water. We crossed the river and went up the mountains afar from the city.
As we reached the top of the hill, there were some Taiwanese. Those Taiwanese turned out to be a Christian group who were on their Sunday trip. They shared their food and tea with us and I was moved by the warmth of those people. Furthermore we played a game together whereby one girl tried to translate the rules to us. During the game the priest told a story in Mandarin, which we could not understand, but it was still fun. We only had to remember one word because this one word caused the action in the game.
After spending a lot of time with these people we did not understand but still somehow did, the Christian group was about to leave the hill. They made a circle around us and everyone of this group was saying their personal prayer for us. It was amazing, because they were praying out loud and there were all these voices around. So far, this was maybe the most moving moment for me in this semester abroad: this warmth of the people and the top of that cold hill. Sounds cheesy, but it’s true.
Last but not least we went to the Taipei 101 which is the highest building in town and one of the highest buildings in the world. We went up to the 91st floor in not even fourty seconds (I actually got pressure on my ears).
The view in almost 400m height over the city by night was amazing and the high entrance fee worthin.