the last day in the south, a short bus journey up to fangliao and a couple of hours to wander around the harbour and lanes, wishing for a couple of days to look around slowly... but that's always seems to be the case and the problem when it's a one night stop or a passing through place, unless it's in poland and begins with the letter O, a long held rule of thumb from another wander... and then the train north back up to taipei, hopes of a side effect jab this time, reluctant, finding that the memory of longer walks and heavier packs has left an imprint somewhere deep inside... the rabbit hole in aurangabad, a brief face from those travels...