I remember, before coming to Taiwan, I wasn’t attracted to asian women AT ALL. Vancouver has one of the most concentrated Asian population in North America, too.
After already being together with my (whitey) girlfriend for a year, the idea of Taiwan came up and made the move in 2001. She was blond with blue eyes, thin, beautiful teeth, nice perky… you get the idea – she was gorgeous. I had no reason to want anything else.
Sometimes I’d comment to her when I rarely saw a Taiwanese girl that had some pretty qualities, we’d giggle about her clothes or something and that’d be it.
About 6 months went by and I started seeing a few more cuties and learning mandarin on the streets here and there. By one year I was seeing more and more.. that ratio was going up. I don’t know if I was lowering my standards, losing interest in my girlfriend or I was just starting to like Asian women.
My girl and I lasted a total 3 years together in Taiwan. At the end all I wanted to do was learn about the Taiwanese culture and language. She was left to deal with me treating her like crap, ignoring her, and getting angry for no reason… she so deserved better. When she finally cornered me it was “Did i do something wrong?” Of course I said she’d done no wrong. She asked, “Is there someone else?” I say no. She got me on the last one though, “Do you wish there was someone else?” Well I didn’t even realize until she said it.. Not only did I want someone else, I HAD YELLOW FEVER.
I couldn’t lie to her face and say, “nooo of course I don’t wish there was someone else.” and try to (prolong the misery) make things work. So I told her what was happening and that was that!
I started dating Taiwanese girls. It wasn’t all good. I dated some women that weren’t pretty or even interesting at first. Next was pretty and uninteresting. Finally I was able to speak enough Chinese to tell if she was interesting and the yellow fever was taking care of the looks department. I liked their frilly little blouses, the cuteness and innocence. Conversation was a little thin but I felt it was my fault because I couldn’t keep up. Taiwanese girls probably felt the same way about the shallow depth of conversation. But that was just a big challenge for me to learn and I began to feed off of it. I think that challenge is what changed things from curious to fever in the first place. Once my mandarin level was at a certain level Taiwan cracked wide open and I hopped in.
P.S. – Pardon my grammar.