This afternoon I arrived in Guanyun, hoping to avoid the typhoon heading towards Taiwan.

Even at 2370 meters of elevation the winds are going strong and there does not seem to be an end to the huge amounts of rain pouring from the misty skies.

By the way: Today, yours truly rode more than 1500 meters of elevation and about 35km from Tienxiang to the middle of nowhere.

While I enjoy a warm shower and my clothes dry slowly, the TV shows concerned-looking anchormen commenting on events I  presume will unfold into a third intifada.

What a mad world. At least I cannot complain about a lack of excitement at the moment.