An “ugly commute” conveys my daily experience in an optimistic tone. Those 32 kilometres (20 miles) between Xindian and Taoyuan always represent a constant hour+ fight against, what appears to be, a non-ending string of red tail lights ahead.
Not good for someone who hates commuting and views it as a complete waste of two plus hours each day.
But, luckily, my company runs a hourly coach shuttle bus that I’ve been regularly taking. A quick nap sure beats avoiding waves of scooters while driving yourself.
Plus, I’ve almost overcome my issue of getting car sick while reading in a moving vehicle. I wrote this entire post on my smartphone without throwing-up on the guy next to me, so that’s progress!