Fathers of KMT

August 04, 2010

After rolling our heads around for 4 hrs (boy it felt long, too used to 1-2hrs on the last 3 flights), we reached Taipei at around 12.30pm. (Yes! The city is awake!) At Taoyuan International Airport, the first sound my ears picked up was Chinese, to be specific, Taiwanese Chinese. It was melodious. No curling of tongue and speech that sounds vulgar. As we moved closer to the city centre, I caught a glimpse of Taipei 101. "Look!!! 101!!!" I tugged his shirt. He looked at me blankly. It could probably be the zillionth time he has seen it. It was much more magnificent in real life than it looks on one-dimensional pictures.


I quite enjoyed walking around in the museum, reading about Sun Yat Sen's life. Revolutionists may not have the best ideas (like Mao) but their determination to change the world and rally for aid/support is respectable. It's so difficult to change and influence people around us, much less a nation of millions. Don't you think?


What I really like about their public spaces is how people connect to the place and interact in it. People gather around these cultural places for their dance practices and they are able to express themselves freely without feeling awkward, something that will never happen back at home.


I couldn't take my eyes off the bamboo inspired building.


When we exited the station, I was so delighted to see this brilliant palace hovering in front of me.


It had the splendours of the imperial palaces in the Forbidden City, from the statuettes on the roofs


to the long red columns and the design of the roof truss


我也要自由


The National Concert Hall is a popular hangout spot for youngsters today. We reckoned one of the reasons why students chose to practise their dance here is bcos they can see their own reflection and movements on the glass doors.


I was browsing through the photos he took two years ago and I discovered they actually changed the words on the plaque from 臺灣民主紀念館 to 中正纪念堂. Why huh?


The bronze statue certainly does not look like Chiang Kai Shek. He should be wearing his uniform and not this traditional set of Chinese clothes!


He's remembered as a Japanese-looking military man for goodness sake!

If you really pay attention here, you'll realise there's no 'salute please' sign for him, nothing about his life, his wife had more coverage than him and there's no mention about the Nationalist's defeat in the 1945 civil war with the Communists. If you know Taiwan history, you'll understand why it appears that the museum had nothing much about him. Poor guy.


Symmetrical corridor


这是我第五次来啦!


自由广场让我想起天安门广场 那感觉好相似 好怀念

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