down the winding road towards the city, a burst of travel sickness brought on by, at a guess, the resumption of the heat as we descended, grateful for a pause to look out across tea plantations carved into the mountain slopes, moreso further down when the opportunity for an hour's wander appeared, the green tinge slowly receding from my face, a farmers market where a bag of the sweetest and juiciest oranges were found... and then the return of the murk, the comparative heat and humidity of taipei wrapping itself around you as soon as the mini bus doors open...