February in northern Taiwan often means long stretches of nasty weather: punishing rain, strong winds and a chill that settles all the way into your bones.
To celebrate the arrival of sunshine + warmth, even if only for the day, we rolled out of bed early, grabbed breakfast at a little coffee joint and then scooted off to the Hsinchu Flower Market.
The market is quintessentially Taiwanese.
Stinky tofu: Check.
Live music: Check.
Fire works: Check.
Huge crowds: Check.
But most importantly, the stand owners are so.nice and so.friendly that it borders on ridiculous. They offer us huge discounts from the marked prices every time we go (and that is often because Sean secretly loves being a plant daddy) and are genuinely happy to play charades with us to educate us on how to care for our newly acquired plants.
This makes the flower market one of our regular weekend haunts, especially on a rare sunny Saturday!
What about you? Do you have a favorite weekend spot?