The Cijin Shell Museum is small in scale, but rich in detail.
Stepping inside, we were greeted by display cases filled with shells collected from Taiwanese waters and oceans around the world. Some are tiny and intricate, others large and dramatic, with spirals, ridges, and colours that seem almost unreal.
Just a short walk away, we came to a huge artwork known as Cijin Pearl.
When we stood "inside" the shell, we could actually hear the sound of the waves.
What makes Cijin Pearl special is its connection to Taiwan’s coastal culture. Rather than a luxury boutique atmosphere, it felt rooted in local tradition that is practical, educational, and quietly proud of its maritime heritage.
On our way back to the ferry pier, we passed by a few Chinese temples.
One thing that caught our attention was a yellow truck that went round the town while playing a music to indicate its presence. When the truck stopped, local residents started walking over to discard their trash.
By the time we reached the ferry terminal, it was already past 4:30pm.
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