and off over the misty hills into the east rift valley to yuli, the rain following us along, pelting down just about the furthest point of an afternoon wander and then trailing us all the way back into town...hills and, supposedly, mountains rising on each side, paddy fields stretching out as far as the eye can see... some of the best rice in taiwan is grown around here...but the landscape is mostly visible through the eyes of others as a combination of mists and cloud obscure all but the lower slopes and dull the waving gold of the rice... meanwhile the rabbit hole finds another wet day up in taipei