theforeknowledge

listen to Bob Newhart. he knows how things work. before i move on to cover the rest of the round-island trip, let me go back to the first leg and tell you how i know. there are many buses that run the route between Kaohsiung and Kenting, with many different bus stations close to our Kaohsiung hotel, so we thought it would be no problem to find one after getting some breakfast. little did we know how easy it would be. i found a small hole in the wall "restaurant" where i got a baked potato with cheese goo and bacon bits--it was actually quite edible. the guy who served me spoke some English, which i warmly complimented, as is the politic thing to do. then i assumed he was just showing off when he asked me where we were headed, though he quickly proved me wrong. "Do you need a bus?" he asked. i told him we did, thinking he would tell us where to get one, but he did one better. in a moment that eerily reminded me of The Grace L Ferguson Airline and Storm Door Company, my new friend produced a large stack of bus tickets and told me his breakfast store was also the station and stop. in a land where folks set up scooter repair shops in their living rooms, i should not have been remotely surprised, but i suppose that even thejayfather just wasn't ready for Sum Fat-gai's Breakfast Goo and Bus Shack. thanks for the heads up, Bob. i'll not doubt again.

the ever-insightful Mr Newhart