I'm very happy that there is a place and a way to examine one of the deepest historical aspects of Taiwan: the native tribes and their culture. Our friend Jack was kind enough to get all the details in order so that Cori, myself, Mattheus, Isabelle and Jack himself could all go to the Aboriginal Cultural Village. After a long, soothing bus ride, and then a wobbly, car-sickness-inducing bus ride, we made it to the gates of the Village. Upon entering, we realized we'd accidentally gone to Versailles, so we got back on the plane and went back to Taiwan. After getting to the ACTUAL park, we were all perplexed (as Cori is seen here smashing her hand into her head) as to why aliens had taken over the park. There were spaceships everwhere. The carnage was massive. No one was safe from their armada. We ran to the nearest cave, hoping to hide out until we could formulate a plan. Regrettably, the cave was infested with dinosaurs. Who were not happy with us....
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