Sunday, June 08, 2008
My family took a trip to Taiwan when I was 10 years old (in 1981). I saw some awesome toy stores there, with some amazing toys straight from Japan. One time, when we were walking down the street in some small town, I stopped to look at some toys, then I looked up, and my family had moved on. I can't even begin to explain the panic feeling of being lost in a foreign country where no one speaks English (and I only know a few small phrases in Taiwanese- none of which would help in this situation). I think it was like 10-20 minutes before they found me again.
illustration done in ball point pen and photoshop