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Often over-looked, Almeria is one of Andalusia's hidden gems waiting to be explored. To make the most of a trip to this elegant city, check out our insider recommendations and things to know before you travel.
我想對於淡水，是台北人共通記憶。小時候最愛搭著捷運去淡水吃吃晃晃，長大後再次繞了一圈淡水，又是不一樣的感覺😏
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淡水有這麼多好吃好玩的，你心動嗎？
There is so much to do and so much to eat in Tamsui. Are you ready?
2016-2017 Episode 20 Crown Northern Coast Line (3) 淡水趴趴走(新北市)
Transcript 影片文字稿：
我是世界的女王
I'm the queen of the world
這裡有美麗的古蹟！
There is a beautiful ancient monument here!
紅毛城
Fort San Domingo！
小白宮！
Little White House!
這裡還有好吃的美食！
The food here is delicious!
鐵蛋！
Iron Eggs!
魚丸！
Fish Balls!
魚酥！
Fried Fish Crackers!
阿給！
Agei!
淡水有這麼多好吃好玩的，你心動嗎？
There is so much to do and so much to eat in Tamsui. Are you ready?
淡水是北台灣最早開發的地方之一，這座處處充滿歷史的小鎮，最具代表性的地標，就是紅毛城，屹立淡水三百多年，目前被列為國定古蹟。
Tamsui is one of the earlier areas of Taiwan to be developed. This little town is full of history and the most well known is the Fort San Domingo. This level one Ancient Monument has been the standing tall in Danshui for over 300 years.
西班牙人在這裡建立了紅毛城，在1628年，隨著國際戰爭不斷，這座城堡不停更換主人，入口的九面旗幟，代表曾經入主過這裡的國家和政權。
The Spanish built the Fort San Domingo in 1628. Over time the owners of this Fort has been changed several times. The 9 flags in the entrance represent the countries that have conquered this Fort.
紅毛城經過了荷蘭人的重建後，一直維持到現在，而在旁的英國殖民地式建築，是當時英國人加蓋的領事館，這塊特殊的區域，直到1980年，才歸還台灣。
The Fort has maintained like this since the Dutch renovated it. The building next to it is where the British colonized and built their Embassy. This colonized land was only returned to Taiwan in 1980.
這冰棒是紅毛城裡的人氣商品，除了冰棒好吃之外，更讚的是，吃完還可以當書籤哦！
This popsicle is very popular in this store, it super delicious and once you done with this the handle becomes a bookmarker.
來到另一處的殖民地式建築，也是非常具有歷史價值，它建造於1886年，當時是清朝的淡水關稅務司官邸，雪白的外觀，讓它獲了「小白宮」的美名。
There is another Colonial Architecture with lots of history. This white walled building was built in 1886. In the Qing Dynasty this was the Tamsui Customs Office Residence. Due to its white walls it has a nickname called the “Little White House”
殖民地式建築的特徵之一，就是有抬高的地基，這裡原本的階梯有四個，但因為東方傳統文化中，不喜歡”4”這個數字，所以後來又在下面加了一階，成了現在看到的五階。
One of the characteristics of Colonial Architecture is uplifting the structure base. There use to be four steps higher, but the Chinese people don't like the number 4 , they added another step to make a total of five.
迴廊、落地門窗，充滿異國情調的浪漫氣氛，讓這裡成為遊客們來淡水必遊的景點之一
Corridor, Patio Windows, full of western romantic atmosphere. This has become a place that tourists always stop by when visiting Tamsui.
淡水有很多聞名全台的小吃，這也是很多遊客來到這裡的目的，記住一個小訣竅，在這買東西吃份量不要買太多，這樣你才能嚐遍淡水的美食。
Tamsui has a lot of well-known snacks. This is one of many reasons tourist comes here. Just a little advice, don't order too much at one place so you can try all the yummy snacks.
我現在要吃的東西，叫做鐵蛋，不要被它的名字嚇到了，這是雞蛋經過長時間的反覆滷煮，就會變成這樣，我現在來吃吃看...
What I'm going to eat is iron egg; don't let the name scare you. The color comes from braising the egg for a long period of time. Let me try it out.
還不賴，很香很有嚼勁，你也可以這樣嚇你朋友...哈哈哈哈，是不是很有趣？
Pretty good It’s chewy, you can also scare your friends. Hahaha, isn’t it interesting?
除了鐵蛋之外，也非常值得嚐一嚐，阿給、魚酥、魚丸，如果吃累了、逛累了，你可以到漁人碼頭，找個地方坐下來吹吹風，欣賞美麗的風景。
Besides iron egg you should also try out the Agei, Fried Fish Crackers, and Fish Balls. If your tummy needs a rest you can go to the fisherman’s wharf find a spot and enjoy the view.
淡水是外國觀光客來台必遊的十大景點之一，這麼好的地方，值得你逛一逛。
Tamsui is one of the top ten destinations for tourist in Taiwan. It is definitely a place for you to experience.
我是林柏妤，享受在台灣的時光，我們下次見。
I am Poyu Lin, enjoy your time in Taiwan! Chow～see you next time.
In first grade, a boy named John— a notorious troublemaker—systematically chased every girl in our class during recess trying to kiss her on the lips. Most gave in eventually. It was easier to give in than keep running. When it was my turn, I turned and faced him, grabbed his glasses off his weasel face, and stomped on them on the hard blacktop. He ran to the principal’s office and cried.
In fifth grade, I was asked to be a boy’s girlfriend over email. It was the first email I ever received. He actually told me he wanted to send me an email, so I went home and made an AOL account. We went to a carnival and he won me a Garfield stuffed animal, and then he gave me a 3 Doors Down CD. A few days later, he broke up with me, and asked for Garfield and the CD back. I said no.
In sixth grade, a girl in my year gave head to an eighth grader in the back of the school bus while playing Truth or Dare.
In the summer after sixth grade, I kissed a boy for the first time at sleep away camp. He was my summer love. During the end-of-the-summer dining hall announcements, where kids usually announced lost sweatshirts and Walkmen, an older girl stepped up to the microphone, tossed her hair behind her shoulders, and proudly stated, “I lost something very precious to me last night. My virginity. If anyone finds it, please let me know.” The dining hall erupted into laughter and cheers. She was barred from ever coming back to the camp again, and wasn’t allowed to say goodbye to anyone.
In seventh grade, I told my brother I decided when I was older wanted a Hummer. What I really meant was I wanted a Jeep, but I didn’t know a lot about cars. My mother overheard and screamed at me for “wanting a Hummer.”
In the summer after freshman year of high school, I went to sleepaway field hockey camp with many of my close friends. One of them, named Megan, I had been friends with since kindergarten. One night when I was showering, she ripped open the curtain and snapped a photo of me on her disposable camera. I screamed. She laughed. We both laughed when I got out of the shower a few minutes later. After camp was over, her father took the camera to the convenience store to get it developed. When he gave the finished photos back to her, he said, “Your friend [Anonymous] has grown up.”
Sophomore year of high school, one of my best friends Hilary had a party in her basement while her mom was away. We invited some of the guys in our grade and someone’s older brother bought us a handle of vodka. One of the boys who came sat next to me in Spanish class. His name was Thomas. I remember playing a simple game, where we passed the bottle of vodka around in a circle and drank. I remember being happily tipsy and having fun, to suddenly being very drunk. Thomas and I started chanting numbers in Spanish, and he leaned towards me and kissed me. We kissed in the middle of the party, with all of our friends cheering. Then we went into Hilary’s bedroom.
Hilary’s bedroom was in the basement, on the ground floor, with a large window next to her bed. When someone went outside to smoke a cigarette, they realized it was a front row seat to what was happening in the bedroom. It was dark outside, and the light on was in the bedroom. They called everyone outside to watch. I don’t remember getting undressed, but apparently we were both completely naked in Hilary’s bed. A friend of mine told me later she tried to open the door and stop what was happening, but Thomas must have locked it. They said they pounded on the door. I don’t remember hearing them pounding. I don’t remember seeing everyone’s faces outside the window. I remember Thomas holding my head down, and shoving his penis into my mouth. I remember trying to resist, pulling back, but he held his hands firmly on my head, pushing my face up and down. That’s all that I remember.
The next day, my friends and I went out to dinner at one of our favorite local restaurants. I couldn’t eat anything, and it wasn’t because I was hung over. Every time I tried to put food in my mouth, I felt like I was choking. Anytime a flash of the night before appeared in my mind, I felt like vomiting. My friends sat with me in silence. Then they told me a girl named Lindsey, who had briefly dated Thomas freshman year, had stood outside and watched the entire time. Even after everyone else stopped watching. My friends said they didn’t watch.
On Monday, Thomas and I sat next to each other in Spanish. We didn’t speak. We didn’t make eye contact. I went to the girls bathroom and threw up. I hear Lindsey and Thomas live together, now, ten years later.
Junior year of high school, my teacher for Honors Spanish was named Señor Gonzales. Señor Gonzales had all of the girls sit in the front row. Señor Gonzales called on any girl who was wearing a skirt to write on the chalkboard. Señor Gonzales asked a friend of mine, who had broken her finger playing an after school sport, if she broke her finger because “she liked it rough.” Señor Gonzales was a tenured teacher.
Senior year of high school, I got my first real boyfriend. His name was Colin. He was on the lacrosse team with Thomas. He told me that sophomore year, Thomas told everyone on the team what happened that night at Hilary’s. Everyone cheered. Colin said that, even then, he had a crush on me. Even then, he wanted to punch Thomas.
Colin and I lost our virginities to each other. Colin said if I got pregnant, he would make me have the baby. He didn’t believe in abortion. Colin said if I got pregnant, he would make me have a C-section. Colin said that if I didn’t have a C-section, my vagina would be too loose for him to ever enjoy having sex with me again. Colin said that he wouldn’t let our child breastfeed. He said his mother gave him formula, and that he turned out just fine. I didn’t get pregnant.
Junior year of college, I lived in Denmark for the spring semester and studied at the University of Copenhagen. Copenhagen is one of the safest cities in the world. Guns are illegal there. Pepper spray is illegal there. One night, my friends and I went to a concert at a crowded club in a part of the city I didn’t know very well. I brought a tiny purse with money, my apartment key, and my international cell phone. For some reason it made sense at the time to put my purse inside my friend’s purse. Maybe I didn’t feel like carrying it. We were both drinking. My friend left the concert to go home with her boyfriend. One by one, everyone I was there with left the concert, until I was suddenly alone and I realized I didn’t have my purse, or any money for a cab ride home.
I started walking in the direction that felt right. I walked for a long time. I had no idea where I was, and didn’t recognize the area. It was almost 4 am. I was on a residential street when a cab pulled up next to me. I asked the driver if he could drive me to an intersection down the street from my apartment.
I don’t have any money, I said.
I really need your help, I said.
I will do it for free, he said.
Sit in the front, he said.
I sat in the front. We drove in silence for some time, until he pulled over on the side of a dark street.
I don’t want to do it for free anymore, he said.
He locked the car doors and reached across the center console and slipped his hand up my skirt. He grabbed my vagina. Hard. I pushed his hand away and unlocked the door. I ran down the street and realized he had taken me a block away from the intersection I wanted. I walked to my apartment and threw rocks at my roommate’s window until she let me inside. She yelled at me for waking her up. I escaped. Nothing happened. I was fine.
The summer after I graduated college I helped Hilary find an internship. She was an art major and wanted something for her resume besides waitressing. We found a posting on Craigslist to be a studio assistant for a painter in the Bronx. It was listed as an unpaid internship. The toll for the George Washington Bridge was twelve dollars, plus gas, but she got the internship anyway. She wanted the experience.
The artist was a 38-year-old Canadian painter named Bradley. Hilary was 22.There was another intern there, an art student from Manhattan named Stella. Bradley needed assistants to help him make bubble wrap paintings. Stella and Hilary would take a syringe and fill the tiny bubbles with different color paints until it formed a mosaic. Bradley always had Hilary stay after Stella left to clean the paintbrushes and syringes. He told Hilary she was beautiful. More beautiful than his wife, who he only married for citizenship. He told Hilary they had a loveless marriage. He told Hilary he wanted to have her beautiful children. They began an affair. He told Hilary has wife knew and didn’t care. He told Hilary he was going to leave his wife soon.
Everyday Hilary drove to the Bronx, cleaned Bradley’s paintbrushes, and had sex on the studio floor. Everyday she went home with no money, and everyday she paid the toll at the George Washington Bridge. She needed the internship for her resume, she said. It was too late to find a new job, she said.
I could go on. I could tell you a lot more. About the whistles on the sidewalk, the kids who sat at the bottom of the stairs in high school to look up our skirts, my friend who was a prostitute in South Carolina, the men who’ve cornered me in parking lots and bars calling me a tease, the unwanted grabbing on the subway, the many times my father has called me fat, the time I traveled to the Philippines and discovered Western men pay preteen locals to spend the week in their hotel, the messages on OKCupid asking to “fart in my mouth.” About how I wasn’t sure if I had been raped because I was drunk and kissed Thomas back. How he raped my mouth and not my vagina, so that must not be rape. How easy it was for me to escape the dark street in Copenhagen, and how that made it not matter since “it could’ve been worse.”
Men have no idea what it takes to be a woman. To grin and bear it and persevere. The constant state of war, navigating the relentless obstacle course of testosterone and misogyny, where they think we are property to be owned and plowed. But we’re not. We are people, just like them. Equals, in fact, or at least that’s the core of what feminism is still trying to achieve. The job is not over. We’ve made great progress. There are female CEOs, though not very many. There are females writing for the New York Times and winning Pulitzer prizes, though not very many. There are female politicians, though not very many. But these advances are only on paper. The job won’t be over until equality permeates the air we breathe, the streets we walk and the homes we live in.
I think back to how easy it was for me, in first grade, to feel fearless and strong in my conviction to stomp on John’s glasses. I felt right in reacting how I did, because John’s behavior was wrong. But his was an elementary learning of the wide boundaries his gender would go on to afford him. For me, it would never again be so easy.
— Anonymous, age 25
(source: ibelieveyouitsnotyourfault.tumblr.com)
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Hello大家好, 今日為大家介紹是西班牙菜, 這裏一餐就已經試了十多道西班牙菜式, 大家看完影片, 下次到西班牙餐廳, 就會知道如何點菜, 香港開了很多西班牙餐廳越來越多, 當中有貴價的fine dining, 但是平民價錢的西班牙餐廳亦不少, 最重要是你要對西班牙菜色有一定認識,
在你落order的時候, 就會信心十足, 下次約人去Chill, 可以去西班牙餐廳試試, 當然最chill, 是親身來到西班牙吃當地的餐廳吧, 因為一定會較便宜, 如果你暫時未能夠嚟到旅行, 這條影片就是睇咗當去咗, 眼睛去旅行,歡迎你陪我一起來到這裏, 西班牙巴塞隆拿, 一間地道親民的餐廳, Raco De La Vila, 和我一起品嚐十多道傳統地道的西班牙菜式,Are u ready?
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Hello everyone. I am introducing Spanish cuisine today. We have tried more than ten Spanish dishes at a meal here. After watching this video, for your next visit to a Spanish restaurant. Sure u will know how to order. Hong Kong has opened a lot of Spanish restaurants. There are expensive fine dining, but there are many Spanish restaurants with lower price. More importantly is that you have a certain understanding of Spanish dishes.U will be more confident when u order.
Next time you go to Chill, you can try a Spanish restaurant.
Of course, the most chill thing is to come to Spain n eat in local restaurants. Because it will be cheaper. But if you are not able to travel for a while This video is to serve u for eyes travel
Welcome to join me here, Barcelona of Spain. Raco De La Vila A very authentic Spanish restaurant,Are u ready? Taste a dozen of traditional Spanish dishes with me.
First of all, Spain is located in the south of Europe, surrounded by the sea on three sides. Seafood has a wide variety of dishes and is one of the key dietary features in the Mediterranean. When you enter the restaurant, the waiter will ask you what you want to drink
It must be Sangria without hesitation, which is the famous fruit wine in Spain.U can make it easily at home. I can show u next time.
Here a big Jar is only 16 Euro. We ordered two big Jar, very delicious.Then we order Tapas. A tapa is an appetizer or snack in Spanish cuisine. Salad is a must.The salad we ordered, with tomatoes, green peppers, eggs, asparagus, lettuce, onions, salmon. For seasonings are olive oil and vinegar, very appetizing.
Olive and tomato toast on the table are free, n tomato toast is a feature of Spanish cuisine.另外一個出名的Tapas, 是西班牙烤章魚, Another famous Tapas is the Spanish grilled octopus.加尼西亞是西班牙一個海產豐富的地方, 來自加利西亞的章魚特別出名軟q中帶點彈牙感 Gallega is a sea-rich place in Spain.
Cook in just a little herbs would be very delicious. Order a bucket of mussels in Europe is the most common and worth eating.
西班牙香煎魷魚, 一定要配西班牙獨有的Aioli醬汁, Spanish fried squid must eat with the unique Aioli sauce in Spain.
Aioli是由生蒜和美乃滋、少少鹽, 調製而成 Aioli is made from garlic and mayonnaise, with little salt.This combination creates a wonderfully complex and refreshing taste......
西班牙伊比利火腿 Spanish Jamon Iberian is so rooted into Spanish culture
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The first main course, of course, is the most familiar Spanish Paella.
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U can actually using other ingredients than the seafood such as mushroom.這道菜的主角, 就是全球最貴的香料, 番紅花! The main ingredient for cooking Paella is actually most expensive herb in world named Saffron....
西班牙油封鴨腿, 鴨腿必須先用香料和鹽醃過入味 Spanish oil duck leg, duck leg must first be spiced and salted hgh
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所以亞洲人都有用羊肚菌嚟煲花膠雞湯,
西班牙油封鴨腿, 鴨腿必須先用香料和鹽醃過入味 Spanish oil duck leg, duck leg must first be spiced and salted
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西班牙牛扒切片後, 再以鹽調味, 灑上一塊燒熱的鐵板上 After the Spanish sirloin is sliced, season with salt and sprinkle with a hot iron plate.
任由客人將牛扒放上鐵板幾多秒, 來決定喜歡幾多成熟 Let the guests put the steak on the iron plate for a few seconds to decide how u like your beef
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成晚唯一敗筆, 要數這隻烤乳豬, 我們吃慣香港的燒豬 The only failure in the night is to count this roast suckling pig. I am so used to the HK style.
Let me taste the other suckling pig in Barcelona.
烤乳豬一般用未夠兩星期大的小豬, 小豬屠宰後 Roast suckling pigs generally use piglets that are not big enough for two weeks. After slaughtering piglets
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