I was reminded of this during a recent trip to Taiwan. Wulai Village is a famed stop for visitors, located in the mountains south of Taipei. It is a twisty bus ride up the mountain from the last station on the red line train to Xindian. Here on a crowded main street, the journey begins.
At what seems to be the end of the path, there are steps to climb and a gondola ride to the top. A brief rest in the journey, waiting for the next leg.
Always gaining altitude, the air is crisper here.
And when what we thought was the summit, there are yet more stairs to climb!
Finally reaching our destination.
And a clear pond, teaming with life.
Looking back, we have come a long, long way.
And so the story: leg-after-leg of the journey, at times exhausting, but turning around, we see how far we've come.
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