Homeless in Taiwan: The Worst & Best Moment of My Life
My banjo stayed in her case. My troubles draped over my shoulders. Hope filled my heart. Fear covered my face. Train Station Lady Boys & Bums After a LONG Trip Back to The Zhongl i My eyes stared at my feet. The kid behind me kicked the back of my seat. My eyes kept staring at my feet. The bus let me out. Where to now? Zhongli ? My contacts can get me cash. The train ride took four hours. I popped two cold Taiwan beers. I slugged through the hallway. I knew the ladyboy busking for tips. The ladyboy sang “Hotel California.” My ears shrieked. The lady boy's commitment to move to New York City flopped. Whiskey and mild disappointment helped my friend discover she was a lady boy. The lady boy's eyes locked on mine. She finished "Hotel Calfiornia." I didn’t have a home. I didn’t have a job. I still could not squeeze these awkward pleasantries into my schedule. I wanted to ...