Step after step we hiked up the steps of the through the thickly over grown jungles of the Feng Yuan mountains. Creaking old bamboo a mile high swayed in the jungle wind, filling the air with sounds chanting monks as we continued to to climb the mountain. Switch back after switch back of arduous stairs was like climbing the spine of an ancient stone dragon that tossed and turned with every step. We finally reached the top of the penrose staircase to gaze upon a sloping hill of tranquil tangerine trees and in the distance the bustling city of Tai Zhong.
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