One Week
March 15, 2010

My general rule of travel is that wherever I go, I don’t want to be gone for more than one week at a time. This rule applies no matter where I am, local or international. Heads think I’m crazy for flying and coming back for only a few hours then bailing again, but for some reason I don’t like to stay gone for more than one week. Speaking of which, I’m in the R-O-C (Taiwan that is).

There’s a few things I have to take care of with our vendors. I rolled in about lunch time to see our main crew and the lights were out. You see in parts of Asia, they have “siesta” type afternoons where some people kinda zone out. (I guess that’s how they deal with 14 hour work days)

Kinda like this one…

I love it when I get to surprise everyone and wake their asses up when they least expect it. Sorry, I missed the picture, but it was hilarious. OK, back to work and let's finish this shit.

No time for lunch, I’ll settle for my liquid diet.

On my way back, I was almost tempted to hit my favorite fast food joint. Mos burger is goooood.

MD’s has nothing on Mos.

After work, I met up with some friends. Fellow Hypebeaster and one talented artist, Jahan, took me to some Taiwanese night spots. This joint is under the 101.

Mellow with a twist.

Pop and Hip Hop were blasting, some cool heads roaming around, until…

…the 5-0 raided the place. Lights on, music off, get your ID’s ready.

I think you’re a little far from home J.

Speaking of which, let me see that Adidas joint you did for them in Shanghai.

The cops roll deep in the ROC...

At the end of the night, J handed me some limited Jahan Vans editions.

The Great Wall-Chasing Dragons, Killing Goliaths, Scaling New Heights

There's something about black with hints of pop.

California Sole meets Singapore flavor.