We went. It was real. It was cool.
Left the cold and rain of Taipei and by the time we hit Jiayi, it was warm, sunny and wonderful.
Since there were women with us, of course, we had to duck and dive through the back streets to avoid the mad serial rapists and trigger-happy gangsters, and we were unable to visit a friend of ours cos she lived on the fifth floor, so of course it was MUCH too dangerous – I didn’t want to “accidentally” fall – but we soon left that sink of death and iniquity behind and got on the Alishan road.
Beautiful evening scenery as the clouds started rolling and swirling down the valleys like white dragons.
Stayed in a nice hotel up there, ate four partridges for dinner by myself (everyone else was veggie), got up at 4 am, took the little train up the hill iin the dark and walked up to the viewing area where, sure enough, there was a 5-piece chamber group (harp, cello, viola and violins) playing show tunes and tangos in 2 degrees celcius.
Sun came up, everybody clapped, back on the train.