Joe’s aunt took us to the Pacific coast near Hsinchu, where it was freezing cold in the strong winds. They don't call Hsinchu the Windy City for nothing.
We then went to the Hsinchu Glass Museum. It was no Dale Chihuly (an amazing artisti in Tacoma, for all you non Pactific Northwesterners who don’t know him, look him up), but entertaining none the less for $2. It has a mixture of glass art exhibitions and permanent displays on the history and use of glass. The coolest parts were the jail of glass on the first floor with glass walls, bars and even a glass toilet and the reinforced glass bridge on the second floor. Sorry no photographs allowed inside.
We then went to have mifen (long rice noodles) along with other favorites at the market in Hsinchu. It was once again another market of food stalls centering the entrance to a temple (Chenghuang Temple I believe).
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