Our days in Taiwan are coming to an end. Kenting, although a bit of a tourist destination, was great. An interesting comparison came to light when we booked the accommodation as we had found a hotel where we could stay in a "Bungalow". For the Dutch, the word bungalow means a rather large, often expensive, freestanding house, with gardens all around. In Australia, it means a small converted shed in the back yard where you can sleep, or it can be used as a “granny flat”. So my take of it was “let's be careful with our expectations”. Some years ago my friends and I had booked a “Deluxe Room” in the tourist camp in Delhi, India. What we got was a shed with a couple of beds with holes in the wall and the occasional mouse coming in for a look-see session. We then looked at the standard room. It was the same with more holes and several entrances for rats to check out your belongings while you were away.

We found the hotel to be a narrow building in a row of other buildings. Ha ha, bungalow hey? Let’s see this. We were taken upstairs to a large and spacious room including a fridge, desk etc., nice bathroom and three double beds, plus a large bay window facing the street. Very nice – so now I know what a Taiwanese bungalow may look like.

The open air market was spread out along both sides of the road leaving plenty of room for the traffic to pass. Although street food looked inviting we opted for a nice western restaurant and followed on to drink a few beers at a beachside shack with some nice live music.

In the morning, we left all this behind for the drive north back to Michael’s home. Some distance north of Kenting Mike asked if we wanted to have a look at the Marine Aquariums – yeah, ok then.

The marine aquarium turned out to be the National Museum of Marine Biology and already made a big impression from the distance of the car park. Once inside it was mind blowing. No half measures here. The many displays included a multi-story underwater walkway and a “fish tank” about 10 meters high. The Arctic section is cold and it truly looks like it is somewhere in the South Pole. The most amazing I found was that several floors are built in such a way that it creates the impression that you are underwater, floating through the inside of a shipwreck. A truly amazing place. We got back to Michael’s town around 6 and met Amber and Sebastian to have another excellent Taiwanese dinner. It had been a long day again. Michael went to bed a bit early as he suffered some discomfort from his swollen ankle. Oh, I forgot to mention – when we were riding the Quads Michael lost control of his Quad and he was thrown off during an ascent of a steep sand hill when the wheels started to dig in. Michael was thrown off balance and his foot ended up being given a workout by the spinning rear wheel. Gert and I wrote our blogs until 1 a.m. and then we also called it a day.