Squid Ice Cream: It's what's for brunch

Tina's best friend, "Rebecca Ayi" (ayi means auntie), took the three of us to Keelung for a day of fish and festivity with her college classmates.

We arrived midmorning and I met my nine new aunties; rather than bother with names, Rebecca Ayi told us to just call her gang of middle-aged lady friends "ayi."

Here's a picture of the squid ice cream. It didn't taste like squid, but note the inky color.

Then we went to the fish market and picked out our lunch. Once they decided on which fish, the group went to a restaurant with plastic tarp table clothes, barren walls, and a single pesky fly that haunted the dining area throughout our meal. But the food ... amazing.

Afterward we went to one of my Auntie's summer homes, which was on the 18th floor of a highrise overlooking the port.

Here's all my aunties.

For more pictures, go here.

Plan For Day Four

1. Call the buxiban across the street. Hope they hire me.

Buxibans or bushibans are cram schools where Taiwanese children go before or after their regular school so they can do even more learning. The majority of English teachers get jobs at these kinds of school, or so I'm led to believe. According to the internet, it shouldn't be difficult for me to find a job at this type of place. Hopefully the internet is right. I would like to work at this one particular Bushiban because it is literally right across the street from our building, tres convenient.

2. Go to a fishing village, get a fish, take it to a restaurant, have it cooked for me.

Get a job, eat a fish. It should be a good day.