The end of November in Taipei is gray, cold and rainy. Winter monsoons sweep across lower Asia and blanket Taiwan’s north coast in a haze of low clouds and nearly perpetual drizzle. Despite this, Taipei bustles. No one leaves their home without an oversized poncho and the street markets are a sea of umbrellas and canvas awnings. During moments when the rain abates the streets are choked with people rushing to get their business done before the rain begins anew.
It all started with snails.