john tiong chunghoo
Travel Taiwan Haiku - Yuanshan Grand Hotel - Poem by john tiong chunghoo
a 'grand' way to remember
Yuanshan Grand Hotel?
a broken coffee cup and a
waitress who asked for money
before the guest is even done with his food
Yuanshan cold nostalgia
fading at a forlorn corner
Soong May Ling's smile
The hotel must have been a sad memory for late Soong Mei Ling. Me too. A coffee cup broke and worse, a waitress asked for money before even I finished with my food. I just wonder how an internationally known hotel can have such 'unthinkable' service. They trained them in Chiang Kai Shek's army?
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