Travel around Taiwan (9) : Hualian Eastern Valley
When I wake up again, I feel very tired at the waist and sore all over. I vaguely remember the legs I had nowhere to put in my dream when I went to sleep last night. I took the odometer and it said "146.58km" and climbed "1343m". I was surprised. I didn't know how I survived.
The owner of the house and lodging called me to have breakfast. After I washed and washed, I came to the dining table and saw that the owner had prepared me a western breakfast, including toast, bacon, fried eggs, cheese and some mushroom dishes. It was unexpected! I didn't expect that the accommodation in the small village could meet the service standard.
The boss is a man in his thirties and forties with sparse hair. He wears a pair of glasses and speaks politely. Ask me if I'm from Hong Kong? When I learned that I was from the mainland, I called me Chinese! And he claims to be Taiwanese... The boss is a good man, but what he said made me feel very uncomfortable. I feel like a thorn in my throat, and my heart is far away from the next time