taking a shortcut behind a gas station, finally off the road and away from the steady flow of taxis with people inside too lazy to walk up. the steps go on forever through the jungle, and spiders the size of my hand were draped across the path which made me consider turning back, but I carried on right up to a complex of hillside Bond-style villas with pools I could see through the trees and just wanted to rip my clothes off and jump into, but there was a patrol man who probably wouldn’t have been too happy about that.
My hike to the Peak was ruined when I reached the Peak itself, which was rammed in a sea of umbrellas, people standing in the queue for the tram and a huge four or so storey mall that made you forget you were on the mountain. I was dying by this point and could not get the image of a McDonalds ice tea off my mind, so I gave in and got McDonalds, chicken nuggets and everything, and hated myself for it after.
Then I escaped down through the country park, which was so steep I was forced to run down it like a maniac and looked and sounded like a wild bull charging down the hill, so I couldn’t even hear the sound of waterfalls by my side.
After a 2 mile descent, I found myself out at a bus stop where I could finally head home. Such a nice day - after living in Shanghai for 3 months, its a relief to know the mountains still exist.