So I went camping down south last weekend and had a blast. I rented a scooter, roamed around paths untouched for years, and went river tracing up random trails. I even took a scooter up one of them—not recommended. Near one of the river mouths, I captured that beauty of a picture above. Fortunately, no one used it while I was bathing in the ox-piss blessed rivers beside it. I’m still assuming Nat Geo will reach out to me any moment after publishing this piece though. I’m going with the name ‘Urine Trouble’ or ‘Take a Peek’ for now.
I guess there are no women campers in Taiwan? I never mind self-promotion. After all, if you don't blow your own horn, who will blow it for you? (You can take that any way you want.)
Your friend did not notice your name at the bottom of the book? That is funny, thanks for sharing, JJ.
I guess there are no women campers in Taiwan? I never mind self-promotion. After all, if you don't blow your own horn, who will blow it for you? (You can take that any way you want.)