Cakes

I just arrived home, it's almost half past eleven. Today is Wednesday and the meeting ends very late. And I even stayed for a while dicussing a couple of things with a student. But this is the second meeting in a row that I don' t feel too bad. First, I can play the game of trying to understand some word in Chinese (more and more, little by little). Two, since we moved the meeting to an office two doors down the hall from mine —because a student is going to mine, and another computer goes with her—, we have more space and it is easier to follow what is being discussed. And third, we had birthday cakes today. We were not celebrating Sun Yat-Sen's birthday (a father of the country), but the one of the head of the group. So we had a piece of cacke, some mochi too (it's a kind of rice cake, typically japanese, but very popular in Taiwan), and some beer.

We have also been entertained by the numerous talks about any subject. I got more details on last week's incidents and disturbances, and on the police work. It has reminded me a lot about the Olympic Games in Barcelona. Total paranoia.