Why I put Taiwanese Night Market and Thailand Water Market together in a same post?
The main reason is that, even though I always introduce myself with clear English that I'm Taiwanese, in the end I would realize that people think I'm from Thailand. No matter how much I stress on the pronunciation of Taiwan's "W", the situation doesn't change.
Also, recently a foreign blog is asking me to post something about Asian stuff, so I think it might be good to write about the most local stuff: Markets, and at the same time I can make clear again that Taiwan is not Thailand!!!


An ambitious BBQ sausage seller in Taiwan.

The picture was taken in the first early morning of 2014, after the New Year countdown.
Usually for the countdown ceremony, many people gather around the tallest building of Taiwan: Taipei 101, to see the fireworks show.
As the show ended, here came the temporary emptiness of an unfolded brand new year. People felt dazed and confused, walking aimlessly on the dark and cold after party streets.

And this vendor was taking advantage of this time. He set up this huge BBQ stand right beside one of the main streets, people just felt they want to eat some sausages somehow, and they bought pretty many of them from him.


Lobsters at Taipei Fish Market.
A place where happens all the important life events of sea creatures.


Late night fish vendor. Location: Taiwan Tamsui traditional market
It was already very late in the night, but there were still many unsold fish on the stand. There was always an odor mixed with humid vegetables, bloody meat and fishy seafood lingering here.
Breathed in the air strongly, still I couldn't tell it was the fish that was going bad, or this place just naturally smelled like this.
The vendor looked numbly in the air, she didn't care that I was taking picture.




Photos were taken at Thailand Amphawa, around one hour away from Bangkok.

These vendors installed frying pans and iron plats on the narrow boats. All kinds of culinary skills could be performed here, you could find BBQ shrimps, fried eggs, fried noodles and other Thai traditional dishes.

The customers sit on the stairs that were just on the land in front of these boats. When the vendors finished cooking, they would place the food in a basket that had a very long handle, and then poked the basket outward toward the land, then the correspondent on land would take the food and send to the customers.

I enjoyed the food a lot, and when I finished eating, I looked up to observe closely what the vendors were doing. I saw that when they washed their hands, the vegetables and the grounds of the boats, they simply scooped a basket of water directly from the river water beside.


Thai traditional sweet stuff.

There were full of complicated and glittering architectures and decorations in Thailand. Even the snacks looked luxurious. These little golden sweet things looked just like the lumps on some random walls.


All kinds of mysterious seafood dried goods.

Impossible to tell what are those things just by judging from the appearances. I only bought something that seemed like fish, when I mumbled it in my mouth, an extremely salty and fishy taste overwhelmed my tongue. I was shocked and spit everything out. Trying street foods in Thailand was indeed an adventure for me.