Hello, Internet. Here is Rican speaking. Today, let’s dive into something crucial—our health.

First off, let me put it out there: health is like that one friend who doesn’t always get the spotlight but is absolutely essential. You don’t notice it much until it starts acting up. So, let's chat about keeping that friend in top shape, shall we?

So, the other day, I was at this health food store, you know, just browsing for something that doesn't scream cardboard when you bite into it. The cashier, who looked like she could run a marathon while balancing a kale smoothie on her head, asked me if I’d tried spirulina.

Spirulina—it sounds like some kind of space-age superfood, right? Turns out, it’s this blue-green algae that’s supposed to be packed with protein, vitamins, and antioxidants. Apparently, it’s the Beyoncé of the algae world. She handed me a sample, and I thought, “Hey, why not?” I mean, I’m always up for trying new things if they don’t smell like wet dog.

I took it home, mixed it into a smoothie, and... wow. It tasted like I was drinking a pond. Not gonna lie. But they say it’s good for you, so maybe I’ll give it another shot when my taste buds are feeling brave.

Let’s be real, though. Eating healthy isn’t just about chugging green stuff that tastes like you’re licking a lawnmower. It’s about balance. I mean, we can’t all survive on quinoa and kale 24/7, right? Sometimes, you just need a burger that’s more of a sculpture than a sandwich.

But here’s the kicker—moderation. Even when you're indulging, keep it balanced. I’ve started following this 80/20 rule. 80% of the time, I’m all about the veggies, lean proteins, and whole grains. The other 20%, I’m living my best life with pizza or whatever my cravings are calling for. It’s like keeping your health and your happiness on speaking terms.

And speaking of happiness, let’s talk mental health. It’s just as important as physical health, folks. We’re in this crazy fast-paced world, and sometimes it’s like our brains are on a hamster wheel. That’s why it’s crucial to slow down, breathe, and take time for ourselves.

I’ve recently gotten into mindfulness—which, despite sounding super zen, is actually pretty straightforward. It’s about being present and not letting your mind race ahead to all the “what ifs” and “should haves.” I started with just 5 minutes a day, sitting quietly, focusing on my breath, and it’s been surprisingly refreshing. No incense or chanting needed, just a moment to clear the fog.

Another thing I swear by is staying active. Now, don’t panic. I’m not talking about becoming a gym rat or running marathons. It’s about finding something you enjoy that gets you moving. For me, it’s been hiking. There’s something about being out in nature that just resets my brain. Plus, there’s no better workout than trying to outrun a sudden rainstorm.

If hiking isn’t your thing, maybe it’s dancing like nobody’s watching (even if everybody is) or just taking a brisk walk around the block. The goal is to get moving, not to punish yourself with endless burpees or crunches. Let’s face it—burpees were invented by someone who hates joy.

Oh, and hydration. Seriously, drink water like it’s your job. Your body will thank you. I used to be terrible at this, but now I carry a water bottle everywhere. It’s like having a small, annoying friend constantly reminding you to take a sip. But hey, it works.

Sleep—let’s not forget about sleep. I used to think I could get by on just a few hours, but trust me, being a zombie is not a good look. Aim for a solid 7-8 hours. Your brain and body do all sorts of magic while you’re asleep, like fixing stuff and processing the day. So, treat yourself to some good shut-eye.

To sum it up, health isn’t just about one thing—it’s a mix of eating well, staying active, managing stress, drinking enough water, and getting enough sleep. It’s about finding what works for you and sticking with it.

I’m Rican, and I’ll see you next time, Internet.

Hello, Internet. This is Rican speaking. Now I will talk about the last part of my trip.

After we finished our cake in the coffee shop, we stayed a bit longer for a chat. The owner joined our conversation. We discussed how “Artificial Intelligence is expected to replace many current jobs in the coming years, as its computational power and algorithms surpass human capabilities.” The owner then asked, “Is the cake not sweet enough? I reduced the sugar, but it’s healthier and pairs better with coffee!”

“That’s the perfect sweetness for me; I love the cake,” I responded.

“Nice, I worry it might not appeal to young people. You know, my taste is more old-school,” she said.

“Well, I am not young, for sure,” I replied, slightly hurt.

The owner seemed very local, so I asked for some travel advice in the area. She recommended several small restaurants and a night market. Another staff member noticed our conversation and added, “No, if you’re talking about lamb soup, you must try Uncle A-Zao's. They have the best lamb soup in town.”

The owner disagreed, “They’re not bad, but the best? Pfff.”

“Come on, admit it, that’s the best lamb soup. You know nothing,” said the staff member. I wondered if he would still have his job after this conversation.

“I know nothing? Let’s talk about lamb soup,” the owner replied, ready for a debate.

They discussed all the advantages and disadvantages of the two lamb soup restaurants they mentioned. I felt excited because they were so passionate and debated so intensely. It made me really want to try the local lamb soup. When you see someone so passionate about food, you wonder how it tastes, and maybe you can give them your own feedback.

After the debate, the staff seemed to give up, but he whispered to me, “I didn’t lose. Try A-Zao; that’s the lamb soup you definitely need to try.” What a sneaky move—pretending to lose but then telling me that. But I loved his enthusiasm.

We left the coffee shop, but due to the hot weather, we didn’t go to the lamb soup shop. Our next stop was a deer farm.

We arrived at the deer farm, and there were, of course, many deer. It is a deer farm. We bought tickets and got a cup of animal feed. The deer went crazy for the feed. If they saw any tourists with the iron cup walking into their area, they would chase you eagerly. It felt like being surrounded by a group of zombies, their greedy eyes saying, “Give me that, you stupid human.”

To my deer listeners, I apologize for the inappropriate description. We also fed the capybaras, and they are very different from deer. If you feed them, they will eat for sure. But if you try to play with them by pretending to give them food and then taking it back, they will give up immediately and continue eating the grass on the ground. Their lazy eyes seem to say, “You know what, forget you, human. I don’t care about your pathetic cheap feed. I have infinite grass here. Forget you again, human. You ugly piece of crap.”

I have no idea if the capybaras really think like that. If any of my listeners are capybaras, I apologize for my inappropriate imagination and hope you can tell me if you really think like this or not.

In the end, we had a great time at the deer farm, playing with the animals, and we were satisfied. We drove back to town, tried some restaurants recommended by the coffee shop owner and staff. At night, we visited the local night market. Before heading home, we bought some local cakes and gifts.

That’s my whole trip experience. It’s not always about where you go but who you travel with and your interactions with the local community. I had a wonderful journey. I’m Rican, and I’ll see you next time, Internet.

Hello, Internet. This is Rican speaking. Today, I want to continue yesterday’s travel topic. As I mentioned, yesterday we went on a trip with friends. After visiting the castle, we decided to head to a nearby town for some lunch.

As you might know, I’m a big fan of food. I love eating, just like most people who need to eat. I'm not sure about robots though, given all the artificial intelligence out there today. Maybe some of my audience are robots. If you’re a robot or any form of being that doesn’t require food, I sincerely apologize and hope you can still enjoy whatever you absorb to maintain your existence.

We found a Korean restaurant because they had air conditioning for customers who wanted to dine in. I don’t believe the chef is Korean because the atmosphere felt like most other Taiwanese shops, not really Korean. But how would I know? I’m just speaking my mind without much consideration. We ordered some Korean fried chicken and classic Korean noodles. One of the noodles was black bean sauce noodles, which is my favorite Korean dish. I tried black bean sauce noodles in Australia, made by a real Korean chef, and he made the best black bean sauce noodles for me. That’s a favorable seasoning.

I finally understand how it feels when eating Taiwanese or Chinese food in other countries—the feeling of, "Even if I randomly picked an old, bald, and friendly grandpa walking on the street, gave him the cheapest ingredients with a pair of chopsticks as cooking tools, perhaps the grandpa, with his eyes closed, dancing while cooking, could still make a better dish than this adorable cuisine." I’m surprised by this feeling I'm experiencing right now, in my own country.

I would never bring my Korean friend to this restaurant. The taste is good, no judgment. But if you mention the quality, it's like seeing Captain America and then looking in the mirror at my reflection. I'd say, “Yeah, you’re good, but nah,” with a shrug and a smile. This meal is standard, but far from achieving authentic Korean food. I still had a good experience because I love trying different restaurants I've never been to before. Life is about experiencing and discovering new things. We can express our feelings about anything just by trying to find the answers we seek.

A restaurant is something you need to walk into and get a meal to know the quality of service. So, there are no regrets in any decision—just keep trying and discovering. I know the service isn't my type, but I’ll make a better choice next time. I feel satisfied that I walked into this Korean restaurant.

Then, we found a famous coffee shop outside the town. There was a spectacular view from the coffee shop. We could see the green, natural, and vast farmland from inside while enjoying a cup of iced coffee. Seeing the green crops made me want to eat some rice. When I saw all those crops, I imagined my next meal’s ingredients might be harvested from this clean landscape.

My female travel mates had different opinions. They said, “I’m sorry, this is a fancy cake coffee shop, and you’re talking about pork rice? Damn you, Rican.” What graceful and authentic friends. Of course, I love cakes. We ordered some colorful and fruity cakes made with mango, passion fruit, mocha, and chocolate. I mean separately. If you put everything together, it would be a chaotic monster cake. Actually, that doesn’t sound too bad.

The best one was the mango cream cake. It was our favorite, and we finished it first, even though all the cakes were served together. The cakes were big, so we could share each one. My chocolate cake was the second favorite because I picked it, and I didn’t want to lose any other cake. So, I ate most of it and told everyone my chocolate cake was number two. They said, “Well, you almost ate half the cake by yourself.” What a group of people who refuse to admit defeat. Grow up, my friends. It’s not a competition. Even though my cake was the second favorite, it's not something I’ll brag about. Maybe.