Day 9: Everlasting Suspension Bridge...

~ 22nd March 2014 ~

The river was dry. There was no plan to walk this suspension bridge. The van driver who fetched us from Fenqihu Town just stopped in front of a huge temple. There was a procession going on at that temple to 'welcome the evil spirit'. It was a procession that I've never seen before. Not being interested with temple events, we walked to the public toilet, to the right of the temple. The public toilet was terrible. Who made the toilet so disgusting? Tourists from mainland China~!! It was as horrible as the public toilets in the suburb of Beijing. You will gag and feel like your tongue just wants to jump out of your throat, pushed by your gall bladder jumping against gravity along your oesophagus~!!!

There were two suspension bridges at this Chiayi City, one should actually walked this bridge before going to Fenqihu and Alishan. We were came down from Alishan, dragged our feet in Fenqihu and we ended up at the lower suspension bridge. It's called the 'Everlasting' bridge. The story behind the bridge was about lovers and .... *I don't know the rest of the story*. There's another bridge hanging up in the air. Direct translation for the name of the bridge would be 'Long Sky'. This is the full name for those two bridges: 天長地久吊橋

We crossed the road to a quiet fruit stall. The lady was not very friendly and maybe because of that the fruits sold were sourish as well. One should always smile to customers. Maybe she dislikes tourists from mainland China, but she does not know that there are Chinese nor from China.

That's the bridge. I was wondering how come we did not just walk on the road instead of following the crowd to cross the bridge to nowhere. The 'Everlasting' bridge was not high up like the 'Long Sky' bridge. The travel buddy wanted to walk on the 'Long Sky' bridge but she must have forgotten that she is afraid of heights. We might be the one giving her a piggy-back ride along the bridge. So, sometimes, places of high altitude which has no purpose of visiting, I will cancel it off mentally and just refuse to go for the good of everyone.

There were suppose to be three waterfalls flowing into this river. Spring has just started and the amount of water to form a long waterfall from the top of the mountain to the valley has not formed yet. Thus, the dry riverbed. There was nothing to see at all except for a small stream.

Fancy putting your life on rusted metals? Once snap, you're gone. No wonder some people are so afraid of heights. No faith in those rusty metals keeping the bridge in tact. I have no faith in the screws, nuts and bolts of roller coasters.