Everyone always tries to sell you something. The sellers walk around like anyone else and then attack you. Especially if you’re a foreigner. Do foreigners buy watches and bags every other day? It’s been unpleasant on Nanjing Road but unbearable in and around the City Gold Temple.
At first I countered the permanent “watches, bags, t-shirts, …” touting by showing my watch with a “look, I already have a great watch” but then realized that there has to be a better way to get rid of them. So I bought the card they’re always showing from one of the vendors and the next time someone approached me I did the same with him. Didn’t really work but at least it was great fun.
The tourist guide showed a great image of an empty bridge to Yuyuan Garden. What we found was an overcrowded City God Temple.
“Temple”, an interesting expression. I’d rather call it shopping mall or tourist center. Not the kind of thing I need. I don’t like it when everyone tries to sell me something. I prefer having a look and then talking to someone if I need help. No “here T-Shirt” or “very nice”. And – same thing in the supermarkets – everyone’s always pointing at some random thing as if it was the newest, greatest, best.
It’s not possible to take a pizza into Wumei. They put it in a locker and you get a ticket like this one.
I’m not the heaviest person on the planet but this scale is definitely wrong.
Not a plastic bag.
Schnaps with 50 % by volume…
“Fresh”, alive.
The first things I bought for my new room.
They like (red) stamps here. It was the first time I’ve gotten one on leaving a supermarket.
The restaurant pretended to be Italian but seemed to have mixed up several countries. The music was as french as the pictures on the wall and the pizza seemed American.
Rainy day outside.
Very good banana shake.
Eating half of the pizza took me 45 minutes. I could have eaten more but stopped due to the ongoing pain in my jaw.
The restaurant was a bit more expensive and the take-away box looks alike.
Check out the new blog of my classmate Erwin (or Ouwen, 欧文).
Shanghai Stock Exchange (It’s not a magic world just an imperfect stitched image.)
Construction site of the World Financial Center
Jin Mao Tower
Ask a question and you’ll get an answer. That’s how it works here. Many answers are wrong. This time I was sent to the 18th and 24th floor. The right one was the 31st…
Every tower should have one.
My troubling joints led me to Shanghai East International Medical Center in Pudong. I felt been well looked after although I had thought they’d x-ray or do a sonography. According to the doctor the problems might be caused by a virus and should vanish at most six weeks after they began. Let’s hope so.
I don’t know what Tongji has to do with the hospital.
The Shanghai East International Medical Center is only one section of a much larger hospital.
KFC closes at 10 pm. Very strange.
The library. Haven’t been in there yet.
Woks in action.
Never trust Chinese if they tell you something is without meat. A lesson I’ve learned by now. I only ate the lower part and the rice. No idea what the other thing was. Gelatine?
“Celebrate the 98th International women’s day warmly.”(Thanks.)
“Welcome to attend the film department of Tongji.”(Thanks.)