Taiwan Travelogue :
Taiwan Travelogue
Taiwan Travelogue is a tale of two young women in their twenties travelling across Japanese-occupied Taiwan in the late 1930s—savouring local cuisines, discovering forgotten stories, and travelling through stunning landscapes along colonial railway routes. But beneath this seemingly gentle travelogue of food, friendship and discovery, Yáng adds another layer through an ingenious metafictional device. The book presents itself as the rediscovery of a lost Japanese travelogue, supposedly written in the 1930s, subsequently translated into Mandarin and finally into English.
Set in the late 1930s, the novel
follows Aoyama Chizuko, a young Japanese writer who travels to Taiwan,
then a Japanese colony, on a lecture tour. She is assigned Ō Chizuru, a
young Taiwanese teacher, as her interpreter and travelling companion. Their
journey unfolds through the island's cuisines and colonial railway network,
moving across its cities, mountains and coastal landscapes and through the
changing seasons.
Yáng builds the novel around a
series of contrasts. The Japanese are referred to as Mainlanders, while
Taiwanese are Islanders. The railway represents the Japanese
colonial modernity, while local food becomes expression of everyday
Taiwanese life. And at the centre is the contrast between Chizuko's colonial
gaze and Chizuru's lived knowledge of Taiwan.
Chizuko arrives with a desire to
discover “Taiwan”. Chizuru, however, wants to show her her Taiwan. She
is far more than an interpreter translating Japanese words into another
language. She translates Taiwan itself.
Whenever they arrive in a new
town, Chizuru takes Aoyama away from official receptions and colonial
itineraries and into markets, restaurants and street-food stalls. Through food,
she introduces her companion to a Taiwan that cannot be found in government
banquets or colonial tourist brochures. Food becomes a language of its own—a
way of encountering people, memories and histories.
Their journey to the old mountain
town of Kagi, modern-day Chiayi, is particularly revealing. Chizuru
takes Aoyama beyond the Japanese colonial name “Kagi” and the later Chinese
name, introducing the older name Tirosen, associated with the Indigenous
people of the region. She then opens up the history and legends attached to the
place, including the story of Prince Wang and the struggles surrounding
Tirosen. A seemingly ordinary railway stop therefore becomes a journey
backwards through layers of Taiwanese history.
The same process occurs with the
people of Taiwan. The novel initially presents a seemingly simple colonial
division between Mainlanders and Islanders, but Chizuru gradually
dismantles this binary. She explains the composite histories of the island's
people—Hoklo, Hakka and Indigenous communities—and the linguistic worlds
they inhabit. She herself moves between Japanese, Hokkien, Hakka, Mandarin and
Indigenous linguistic and cultural worlds, while understanding the social
hierarchy attached to each language.
The railway provides the physical
structure for this discovery. Aoyama travels through Taiwan aboard the colonial
railway, watching mountains, rivers, bridges, towns and coastlines pass outside
the carriage window. And yet, inside the railway carriage, something unexpected
happens. The colonial hierarchy momentarily becomes less visible. Aoyama and
Chizuru eat together, converse, exchange stories and develop an intimate
friendship. Their shared journeys create a space where Japanese traveller and
Taiwanese interpreter can, briefly, meet as two young women rather than reflections
of an empire and its subject. But the colonial boundary never disappears. Every
time their relationship deepens, Chizuru withdraws. At first, her withdrawal
seems mysterious. Only gradually does the reader understand that their intimacy
is constrained by the enormous historical and social imbalance between them.
That is what makes Taiwan
Travelogue much more than a historical romance or a culinary travelogue. It
is a novel about how we travel, how we look, and who gets to tell the story
of the place we visit. And at its heart is Chizuru—the interpreter who
ultimately turns out to be the person interpreting not Taiwan for Aoyama, but Aoyama's
understanding of Taiwan for the reader.

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