We're singing in the rain!

So we finally got to sleep last night at 5am! Still on SA time me thinks. Anyways we knew the day would be long because it involved us moving from one hotel to another. We left our sweet NTU Hostel for the First Hotel. Taxi fair not bad at all and as we arrive at the hotel guess who we meet...our first HESS friends! Hess is the company we will be working for this coming year.

So a group of us (10 people to be exact) set off to wonder Taiwan. As usual Ingrid had no idea where we were going but was pleased to follow the crowd. So we finally got to a music store where Emlyn felt right at home. One of the guys, Alan who is from Scotland, is keen to buy a guitar and so that explains the visit to the store.

So next we decided to visit one of the famous memorial temples in Taiwan, the National S.Y.S. Memorial Hall, and this required taking the underground Metro for the first time. What an experience... lots of people, fast train and funny cricket noises that indicate when the train doors are about to close. But its an awesome public transport tool which we shall be using quite frequently. I mean for 20 taiwanese dollars (about r4) you can get pretty far!

Ok so after quite a walk we arrive at the temple and admire the beautfil lush trees on the property. Then to our suprise (well not a major suprise since this is a tropical island) it starts to rain..lightly. Well thats not where it ended it started raining harder. At this point the 10 of us had moved under the roof of a wall and i was just praying that we weren't standing on holy ground! Anyways after about 30minutes of waiting for the rain to cease we decided to make a run for it to the actual temple. Well all i can say is big water puddles and VERY wet sneakers!

So we luckily found a nice restaurant, had something to eat and thought we'd wait for the rain to stop. Well it didn't and it became a real down pour with thunder and lightning just for fun!

We had dried up quite nicely at this stage and the rain was only spitting so we made our way across the vast courtyard to the actual memorial hall...Wow not so clever as we got there the rain started again! The moral of the story is that we were drenched from head to toe and eventually stopped running because it didn't really matter anymore. It rained the whole way home but suprisingly no local person was wet!!! But how??? and the looks we got as we jumped onto the Metro sopping wet was well worth everything:) they must have been thinking..silly tourists!

Exciting times and now its off to bed because we have to be up at 7am tomorrow to start our training:)