6:45pm. Elizabeth Street outside Martin Place. Waiting for bus to take me back home.
On my right is a young Asian girl in her twenties, talking to her mobile phone in fluent English. On my left is a slightly order Caucasian bloke in his early thirties, talking to his mobile phone in fluent Mandarin. Formal was common-place in Sydney where you get people from all races, all trying to adopt the “Australian way”. Later is just plainly weird — yes a tall well-built Caucasian guy chatting on the phone in Mandarin, right inside the Sydney CBD!
Last time I saw something like this, the Caucasian guy was wearing short-sleeve shirt with a black name tag, and it wasn’t talking on the phone either. Anyway. It is Sydney, anything could happen.
Wait till your next visit to Tpe. Black ppl speaking Twnese in the night market trying to sell you stuff.