Shanghai

A few things have happened to me during my city break to Shanghai [yes, City Break, that's my story and I'm sticking to it].

1. I found out my mini-laptop has an SD drive, meaning that I can upload photos much easier. I don't think I would ever have found that had I not been bored.

2. I considered joining Twitter, then quickly changed my mind back. I think I was just hungry and had had a flashback to my cousin Kenneth trying to convince me to join just days before.

3. A Chinese friend offered to cook me dinner when I finally rejoined the Dalian community [absolute win].

4. I discovered that 'Mob Wives' is one of the best shows. Ever.

5. I had a day out on the town.

Now, not to offend any Shanghaiese fans of my blog out there, but, to put it nicely, Shanghai is the land that brick forgot. The land of skyscrapers, it's one of those cities where one building strives to top another, everything is made out of glass and concrete, nothing is more than about 10 minutes old [seriously, I think I'm older than some of the towers here], and, as Serrena once said, 'Everything's about money'.

Another word she used, 'Souless', may seem a bit harsh, but I can see where she's coming from. One of the places I went to on my wander was where the big TV tower thing was. Look here's a PICTURE [sorry, I'm really excited about my SD drive]:

oops, forgot to rotate.....well, you can just google it if you really care

I also went to the big, expensive, famous shopping centre in that area. Just to look around though - I ain't got dollar for Gucci. I didn't take any pictures, as there were security peoples everywhere and I felt that being a non-Chinese, non-White person in China was already suspicious enough. Even the people working in the shops didn't look happy - that might just have been because the weather was shite though. The Bund was also an interesting point to look at, but at the end of the day everything was drab and uninteresting to me, and I decided to take Holly's advice and  settle into a nice cafe in the french concession. Hours later, I returned to my hotel.

I spoke to my parents and some friends, which was nice, then took a bath, complements of my plush hotel. I've resolved to check out at 12 then head straight to the airport - I WILL be the first person in the queue, and there will be NO 'Sorry, you standby now.'

If I don't get that flight tomorrow, I will just die on the spot. Not to be dramatic or anything, but it has been a nightmare journey.

Xx