Hello Blogosphere!

That's right, this is the New Sky Blog inaugural post! In case you were wondering why you're here, it is because you love me and want to know everything about my new life in Taiwan. Yes, Athens Georgia is far away, but I have a new home now, and I love it already. I am posting in anticipation of the arrival of my digital camera will be the backbone of the blog henceforth. Today, I am working with google image search to try to get my point across. And my point is this: I love carrot lady!

This is the closest I could get to the likeness of the Taiwanese carrot. My roommate John put it best: "you can club a man with one of those carrots". And who is the carrot lady? Well I 'll put up a picture when I get the camera, but the carrot lady sells me ice cold carrot juice when I've been riding my bike around in the sun all day! It costs 35NT which is 1.05USD and consists of (so far as I can surmise):

~2 clubbing carrots, juiced in front of me
1 cup fresh pineapple, juiced in front of me
water and some crushed ice
1 tablespoon mystery syrup

The fruit here, nay the pineapples alone, will have to have an extensive post of their own later. The first time I found the carrot lady I happened to be in the same condition she would come to recognize me in: on a bicycle, sweaty, parched and probably hungry. I looked into her I eyes pleadingly and pointed to the carrots in her display (this is a roadside stand operation). I was praying in my head that I wouldn't have to navigate the score of choices on the chinese menu-sign in front of me. Lo and behold - she recognized the intense carrot juice hunger within. Now we're past pointing, she knows what I come for. The stand is 5 blocks from my apartment so I pay, politely say "xi`e xie", and go enjoy my life potion on the couch (under the fan).