In the first week, they took Puspita and I to the Sanxia old street to grab some snacks. Here are the photos :
The gate of the famous Sanxia bridge
Sanxia bridge
Tony and me
Tony, Puspita, Weykay and me
Upper row : Weykay, Tony, David, Auny, Alvin
Lower row : Me, Pita and Eva
They also take us to the famous (yet scariest, and the most awful festival I've ever been) Sanxia Pig Festival. The festival is dedicated as tribute to God. It's more like competition. Some people compete to make their pigs as fat as they could be, and the owner of the fattest pig will win the competition, and earn a very big amount of money. The pig then be slaughtered and taken the innards, and the head and the skin is glued to a ball-shaped wood. It will be paraded around the city, and the parade will stop in front of the Zushi Temple. The pigs will be put facing the temple, as symbolization of devotion to God. In my opinion, this kind of festival is.. inhuman.
Crowd in front of Zushi Temple
The pig's coming!
The pig, with pineapple and fish in its mouth
Met a protests against inhuman treat to the pig on the way back home
On the second Sunday night, suddenly Puspita and I got a call from Sophia and Weykay. Sophia is the accountant of the farm, and Weykay is one of the worker here, who has the same job description as Jason's. They wanted to go out with us. So we went to the Sanxia old street again. Fortunately there was a night market, so we ate some famous snack.
Sanxia's specialty : Bull's horn bread. It's more like croissant
Cold red bean flavoured bean curd
Pita and Sophia
Night view of Sanxia River, taken from the bridge
Traditional show of Taiwanese
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