Sunset at Xiangshan
I arrived at Xiangshan about an hour before the sunset. I had never seen Xiangshan in the day before, so everything is relatively new to me.
People playing by the park, children running across the fields, there’s a guy who’s taking photos of the flowers by the pavement. I walked further down, only to see that Xiangshan Park looks entirely different during the day. The place is so full of life, with teenagers playing basketball, people bring their dogs for walks, and children squealing and chasing each other for laughs. And I took a hike up to Xiangshan to see the sunset. It is not a tough feat considering I had done this before and I now have Yangmingshan stashed under my belt.
I was awed by the view, however, it might seem alittle more overrated than I thought. There’s a spot where people queued up for photos with the sunset, and also at the bottom part, there are people just almost everywhere. We found a suitable stop at the lower part of the summit, just before the stairs up. The view is better, and there is alot more space compared to the top.
"Hey come over here", I gestured a friend over and ask her to snag a spot infront of me since she's shorter. I took the moment in, albeit the blossoming of a very strange friendship that might have transpired throughout my voyage. Little did I know I would have chapters that would impress me. It felt funny like how life really is. I tried taking a timelapse, well apart of it, before I put down my phone and watched the whole thing just by itself.
It felt like I am watching the Sun like a drop of orange paint in the hues of greyish blue. The Sun dipped into the horizon like a paintbrush when the artist is done with painting the day. The lukewarm orange spread some of its hues as the tip dipped into the dark horizons. I could see the colors spreading outwards, as the navy hues slowly take over the skies. The sky got darker and darker, as the painter worked on the darker hues each layer, before finishing with the dark layer before dotting the stars. We started to descend after getting dark, and I bid the night skies goodbye under my breath, before we move on to more adventures.
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