"Waiting in the Fog: A Note on

"Waiting in the Fog: A Note on the Fushoushan Tourism Service Center"

As we traversed the winding mountain road and entered Fushoushan Farm, the weather suddenly turned cooler, and the fog thickened. The air was filled with the scent of apples and earth. My first stop after getting off the bus was this understated yet warm building—the Fushoushan Farm Tourism Service Center.

It wasn't flashy, but it was substantial. Unlike the clearly marked tourist attractions in the city, it felt more like an old friend waiting for you high in the mountains. The roof was green, the walls red, and travelers often stopped at the entrance to ask for directions, while drivers pulled over to rest. When the mountain mist drifted past, the entire building seemed to sink into a sea of clouds, like a mountain house from a fairy tale.

Entering, I was greeted by a warm wooden space. Tourist information, guidebooks, postcards, and maps were all readily available. The staff were so friendly that they felt more like familiar mountain dwellers than official ones, almost brewing a pot of tea and inviting you to sit down.

Post by 諸文武 | Aug 17, 2025