by Lin Hsin-Chen
There is a lighthouse in my childhood traveling memory. It’s the guardian
of Taiwan’s southernmost tip and it prevents vessels from the threat of complex ocean currents. I revisit the lighthouse after 50 years. Surprisingly, due to the change
of time, now visitors can come closer to the building and take a closer look. I
count carefully and it looks like a nine-floor lighthouse. The lighthouse is
made of iron and well-preserved. It was built in 1883. It is 21.4 meters high, 1.8 million candle power with the irradiation distance
of 27.2 nautical miles. It is also known as “The Light of East Asia.”
Ever since I got married, I started to see
things from different angles. I might not be curious about the floors of the
lighthouse if my husband is not an architect. I have a special feeling when the number nine
comes to me. According to my blurred childhood memory, the lighthouse wasn’t
that tall and there was a spiral staircase. What a chance to refresh my
memory! Many imaginations are also derived from the trip. I kept thinking about “rotating” during
the trip. I was so happy and felt like going to heaven.
The reveal day is approaching. Though I’ve found a feeling to create something, I have not yet found the time to
start sewing. It makes me feel nervous and want to climb up a spiral staircase
so that I could "reach heaven in a single bound." Best wishes to everyone!
I love lighthouses! I stayed in one once, in Scotland - it was heaven!
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