It might seem strange to people that we ride motorcycles in Taipei everywhere. Teenagers, middle-age women or old men are all making their ways through the congested streets to schools, traditional markets or post office.
My parents are in no exception. My mom especially loves to use motorcycle for any short distance travel when we were living in Taipei city. She used to possess a second-hand, very battered motorbike. Everything in it makes noise except the horn. The needle in the speedometer wouldn't move (it can't go fast anyway). When it was idling, it tended to go forward without any human force pressing the accelerator. However, when we really needed to accelerate, the engine died from time to time.
During my annual visit, the greatest event was to go shopping with my mom in the traditional market. She always drove the bike, I sat behind her and threw my arms around her waist. In winter time, my mom shield me from the wind, which made me feel like a small girl again.
The high light is to visit the very delicious rice noodle stall. We would enjoy the hearty noodle soup and some small dishes before shooting to the market. Our theory is, you would like to buy anything when your stomach is empty, although it is not of the best quality.
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