Scuba tank and Italian-made speargun, hopping off the rocks amongst anglers in the near darkness, the ocean like a sheet of glass. This is last Friday on the north shore of Taiwan.
In the distance a whole suburb or town comes alight with street lights just turned on. Built on the side of a mountain near the harbor city of Keelung.
In a nearby restaurant I dined on a seafood dish, a grilled yellowtail – except this species was about four times larger than the small yellowtail we have on the New South Wales coast.
**Taiwan had martial law for 38 years** – a world record. During this time the coastline was virtually out-of-bounds to everyone. A license required to go swimming would you believe.
Forget a lover’s stroll near the beach at night, it was being patrolled by armed soldiers.
Consequently scuba diving and surfing just didn’t happen.
Today, Taiwan is democratic and it’s all a very different and changing for the better story.
Scuba is set to take off. If combined with a learn to speak English course the sky is the limit.
Anyone under 30 years of age can get a work permit easily here, providing you don’t come from China.