At 31 something was missing from my life. I was dropping out of engineering graduate school and drifting aimlessly through life’s troubled waters, inexorably toward what I used to consider middle age. But I had no kids, no wife, and no career. Something had to change. That change, I decided, was going to be a gap year overseas. I scoured the internet for all the information I could find on teaching ESL in Asia. I and already been to Europe in college (the first time), and there was just something about the women on the other side of the Pacific.
I’d be lying if I said all the information that I found was tinted rose, but compared to grad school, it was rosy enough for me at the time. I bought a one way ticket for Taiwan, I signed a one year contract with a school called Gloria in Taoyuan County, and I quit after 10 months to fly home again. I also went on numerous blind dates, met a girl, taught kindergarten, traveled to the ruins in Cambodia, hiked all over the the east and south coasts of Taiwan, and tried to learn Mandarin. I also wrote a book so that the reading public can learn from and laugh at my many, many, mistakes.