(Click to Enlarge) This is Hutoupi Scenic Area, a regional tourist attraction near Tainan, Taiwan in the South of the country. Our friends have an uncle and aunt who live an idyllic life near this beautiful little park, renting out bicycles to ride around it. I even took a bike around; the first time I think I've been on one since I was twelve or so. It was a lot of fun, and I even remembered how to do it. It's like riding a bicycle. You never forget.
The bike ride around Hutoupi was how we started day 2, but the big event was that night, when we were all - including grandma - going to "karaoke". When I speak of "karaoke" of course I'm not talking about the embarrassing-yourself-in-front-of-a-crowded-bar version of recreational singing that we have here in the US. I speak of what the Koreans call "noreh bahng" and what the Taiwanese call "KTV"; a private room where you and your friends can watch videos, sing songs, smoke cigarettes, get drunk, and hit tambourines, all in privacy and relative luxury. I'd been to some nice private singing rooms before, in Korea, in Manhattan, and in the Korean suburbs of Washington DC, but none of this prepared me for the sheer opulence of "Party World". Party World is a huge chain of KTV places. Every outlet of Party World is 5 stories or so of pure KTV, open 24 hours a day, yet it's so popular you have to call ahead to reserve your private room no matter what time of day or night.
The entire place is magnificently, grandly appointed in wood and leather, with an atmosphere more like that of some old-fashioned private club than of a karaoke joint. And, each room has its own private bathroom, a luxury I've never seen anywhere else.
(Click to enlarge) This is a picture of the outside of our room. This does not look like any karaoke/noreh bahng/KTV/whatever you wanna call it joint I've ever seen. And, on top of everything, you get access to a decent buffet included in the price of your singing time.
(Click to enlarge) The entire music and video set-up was absolutely state-of-the-art. The place was staffed by an army of super-competent professionals all wearing tuxedos and Britney Spears headsets who seemed to anticipate your every need. They were always there with more drinks, the perfect tweak of the sound system, whatever. My only single complaint was that - because this wasn't a place where many foreigners tread - the selection of English-language songs was thin. All the songs listed were quite old, which suited me just fine, the better to weave my trademark tapestry of irony. The only problem was that the English songs were used so seldom that it took them forever to come up when you selected them. My wait for my signature song, "Against All Odds (Take a Look at me Now)" by Phil Collins lasted hours.
The funniest part of the whole experience I unfortunately couldn't convey through pictures. It was this weird policy/safety/earthquake video that you had to watch before you started singing. Suffice it to say, Party World is more prepared for any eventuality than most military forces. The Chinese was too complicated for me to understand, but I saw a lot of shots of people rappelling down the side of the building on elaborate pulley set-ups and massing in tight formation with the Bobby Brown headset people. Truly bizarre.
(Click to enlarge) This is a shot to give the idea of how opulent our room itself was. Check out all the wood and leather, and the aftermath of the buffet, and the multiple phone lines, and the temperature controls.
(Click to Enlarge) And this shows how much every enjoyed their KTV experience. Yes, Grandma is a little tuckered out here after two days straight of partying. (We stayed at Party World pretty late). That's probably why she seems to be absent-mindedly throwing up some kind of gang sign.