We went to the night market yesterday, and it was a pretty strange place. (I'm going to make this sound as descriptive as I can) We took an small, cramped elevator, almost as cramped as Taipei itself. Though it was cramped, it was only our family, so I was able to push the "1" button, as the doors pushed its way closed. (that made no sense.) The button we pressed glowed as I clicked it, and we waited, as the noisy machine started quaking down 10 floors. We finally reached the first floor, where the doorman nodded at us, triple tasking being securing the area, watching a movie, and greeting people that came by. I smiled at him, happy he would generously take his time to greet us everyday. We walked just a little way, and there was the bus stop. We waited just a little time, and two buses stopped, but we didn't get on (don't ask why.) Why? We weren't going where the the two buses would take us. Finally, our bus came. I am not sure of the name of the place, but I shall describe my bus ride (Wow. I just used 'shall')
The bus creaked and cracked and it sounded like it was going to fall apart. But if you looked around, you would be assured, no bus will break down in my town :) (rhymes) While on the bus ride there would be a mixture of two sounds. The creaking and cracking of the bus, which was very loud, and well as the loudspeaker of some robot woman. It spoke Chinese in a very robot-y voice, and the creaking and cracking made it sound creepy. Like some robot going down a sinkhole. But it was a kind of creepiness I didn't mind. I sort of liked it. (I don't know why.) We came to a place, after many bus stops, of course, and everybody leapt off.
We came to a subway overground. We bought a blue coin and went inside. I'll skip that part, because you're probably bored right now, or you stopped reading it. We finally came to a place. Our destination. There was a red sign that said night market, and we went there. And guess what? It was raining. I stepped into the place, which had its doors wide open. First, it smelled like fried chicken and good stuff. Then we went more inside, and oh my god, it smelled like cow excrete! My dad told me that was rotten tofu and ammonia, but I wouldn't know. I got used to smelling it, even though it did still smell. We just walked around, and I forgot to tell you, this is like a supermarket, that is more crammed then those big concerts by famous people like the Jonas brothers. Maybe Hannah Montana, I don't know about Taylor Swift... Anyway, There were small restaurants everywhere, and they were hardly a yard apart. We squeezed through a crowd, and I noticed. Everybody was A. Walking around B. Eating and C. Counting money. Oh, and people were working at stores, and cooking, but whatever. We shortly got out because of my sister, who seemed to be spazzing out. I mean the kid was jumping around and screaming. But not really many people noticed, as they had places to go, things to do, and this was probably an everyday thing for them. I think they were thinking "Listen kid, we know it smells like crap, but get used to it, cause we're not spazzing out. Kay?" We bought some chicken, because my dad said it had 'soybean oil', which apparently does not give trans fat. Then we went home, waiting for a bus. We got home, and I went to to sleep.
Yeah... You probably didn't make it to the end, but at least you're reading this part. Bye! ^^
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