My apartment

I have two roommates. Rodger who I know pretty well since he's been living in Jilong/Keelung for two months and Daniel who I don't know well since he moved in yesterday. Anyway, Rodger is "almost forty," he's from South Africa, and he's lived in Taiwan for four years. He has a long term girlfriend in Taizhong which is another city in Taiwan. He's a pretty quiet guy but we get along well. Apparently all the foreign teachers or a lot of them go to some bar called "The Truck" every Wednesday and Friday to go drinking. I went the first day I was here, and some guy thought I was Rodger's girlfriend, which probably shouldn't have irritated me as much as it did, but it did. Daniel moved in yesterday and he is or used to be from England, and wants to be a writer, apparently he has some sort of travel website where he writes about his travels. He likes to drink coffee by himself.

The people who live upstairs apparently own the entire building. I've become friendly with the daughter-in-law Rebecca or Shuqin and her two kids. They're pretty religiously Christian, but seem nice besides that. They have offered to take me to church a couple times, hopefully if I keep refusing they'll just stop. Anyway Shuqin doesn't speak English so we mostly talk in Chinese, although this really means she talks in Chinese and I sort of say things in a disconnected fashion in Chinese. It's sort of hard for me to communicate my views on interracial marriage or racism in America in a very sophisticated way. Anyway, they used to live in Bellevue and Shuqin's husband used to work at Microsoft. Also I have the same birthday as their son. Weird right?