National Palace Museum

We found the metro station below the Taipei Main Station, we figured out how to buy a ticket with the cash that we had got from the only ATM that accepts foreign cards, we got off at the right station, we found the right bus stop despite the area map in that station and rode to the Museum. The nice bus driver let us travel free because we didn't have coins and he didn't have change. . . who knew?

The museum was packed. There were large groups wearing earphones that picked up their guide's chatter -- so much better that them all shouting over each other. We almost gave up but decided to behave like crass foreigners and push past the hordes. The stuff is definitely worth seeing. The bronzes! The jade! The pottery! The calligraphy! The paintings! 
But where were the textiles? None. Not a single emperor's dragon robe. Everything in this museum is the highest standard so I wouldn't expect to see his undershirt. Maybe the hordes aren't interested in darkened galleries. Or maybe those who "rescued" the palace treasurers were more interested in books than textiles.