All other pot stickers suck

I have had the best pot stickers in the world. We got in around midnight to Gaoxiong, Taiwan, and stopped at this little place in the night market (which was of course, still open and thriving at 1 AM,) and got a few dozen of these little babies. I can tell that I will be frequenting this shop quite a bit over the next two weeks.

By the way, I used the Pinyin “Gaoxiong” spelling since it looks as though someone went around and changed all of the street signs here to use Pinyin instead of the old Wade-Giles romainzation conventions. I still like the way Kaohsiung looks as a word better than the new way, but I gotta admit that the Pinyin is an easier system to pronounce. Bah – I don’t think I’ll get used to seeing Pinyin in Taiwanese signs and maps…

Max tired us out on the trip here. I was chasing him up and down the escalator in SFO, chasing him around the airplane for the first half of the trip, and then he crashed hard. It is eerie, I feel no jet lag and it is 7:30 AM here in Taiwan.

Plan for today is to go hit the local park with Max’s new toy Mercedes Benz battery-powered car, and see about hooking up a broadband gateway for my parents-in-law. Max’s feet have hit the ground maybe twice since he’s been here. I have no idea if he slept last night…