My First Friend in Taiwan

My first friend in Taiwan, the charismatic and deep-eyed Ken, has felt like a brother since our very first meeting, bringing with him a warmth that felt like reconnecting with someone familiar.

In 2021, during the global pandemic, my wife and I landed in Taiwan, and the moment we set foot on its soil, it felt like gentle hands were holding us in comfort. After deplaning, we were met by our “personal chauffeur” to be taken to our quarantine hotel, making us feel as if we were in a magical place of safety. That chauffeur was Ken. Sitting in the car, even through the scent of masks and disinfectant, Ken’s presence was palpable. He had a quiet confidence that made us want to know more about him. Only later, when we became friends, did we realize that this “charismatic chauffeur” was not only incredibly handsome but also one of the warmest people we’d ever met.

We had to stay in separate quarantine rooms for 15 days, which was a bit lonely, but Ken’s messages on LINE kept us company. Ken even suggested I learn the Zhuyin phonetic symbols for typing in Taiwan, joking that it would make me feel more “local.” Every day, I learned a few symbols, and by the end of 15 days, I could type a bit and felt a hint of Taiwanese pride, thanks to Ken! He wasn’t just a friend; he became our guide into Taiwanese life.

On our last day of quarantine, I received a special surprise—Ken had arranged for a Hong Ruichen sandwich to be delivered to us by the hotel staff. Imagining us taking a bite of that soft sandwich while still stuck indoors, he knew it would be emotional. My wife and I shared the moment, both secretly tearing up as we ate. The feeling was indescribable, and all we could say was, “Ken, we love you!”

After those 15 days, we moved to Taichung. But every time we visited Taipei, we’d make plans to meet Ken. He’d always laugh and say, “My territory—let me treat you!” He would plan Taipei mini-trips, introducing us to everything from delicious hot pot with rich, soulful broth to street foods that tasted like cultural experiences.

One time, while strolling through Ximending, he joined us right after work in a suit and dress shoes, happily helping my wife shop. I can still see him negotiating prices with the shop owner, that protective look making us feel so safe. Later, he drove us straight to the National Palace Museum for a few quick photos before our high-speed train departure, ensuring our Taipei visit was complete.

I once joked, “Ken, you should pass by Taichung one day to come eat with us!” The very next day, he did, stopping by our place before we went out. This time, I got the chance to treat him in “my territory,” and we laughed at the friendly rivalry.

Time passed, and our friendship deepened. Ken often took us around Taipei, and I’d happily show him around Taichung. We’d joke about who would cover the bill, like brothers. He even relaxed into our space, changing into casual clothes and spending the day as our most genuine friend.

It’s been over three years now. We’ve witnessed each other’s journeys, through the pandemic, goodbyes, and reunions. This year, Ken shared wonderful news—he’s getting married on February 15, 2025! We’ve already promised to be there in Taipei, full of joy, to celebrate his special day with him and his bride.

Ken, may you be happy and blessed always.

Written by Lui Chuang-Kei, in collaboration with an AI assistant, inspired by the warm and gentle style of Kevin Tsai.

November 11, 2024