First Weeked in Shanghai...
Welcome to the Cunning Linguist! I'll be changing the name of the blog soon so that I can actually log onto it while I'm in China (it's getting filtered out for some reason...)
So the plane ride over wasn't bad at all; I ate, drank, slept, read, watched some really bad movies and finally got to Shanghai. It was great, I got the aisle seat right in front, so there wasn't anybody in front of me and the flight wasn't packed so there was also an empty seat between me and my row buddy...which allowed for great legroom, and taking pictures of my neighbors while they were sleeping (I know, it looks like the apocalypse but it was really quite cozy)
I didn't even have time to settle into my bachelor's pad (pics to come) when I left for a road trip, by train, to Wuxi, a city northwest of Shanghai. This place is known for its spare ribs (I kid you not, they're sold in boxes everywhere) but my 3 dashing hosts and I ended up being invited to lunch up this hill in some shithole.
It was crazy misty and we had to slink up a curvy mountain to get to the restaurant. Tony (my roomie in Wuxi) asked me if I liked seafood and I said no, and 5 minutes later, I'm sitting with this on my plate :
I think I almost died when I realized we would be eating seafood ("Not sea!", they isisted, "LAKE food!") but I had promised myself that I would try everything that was put on my plate on this trip and I did...Thank God the waitress comes to give you a clean plate every 10 minutes, I just picked and fake-chewed until a virgin piece of round porcelain was put in front of me.
After the meal, we visited Three Kingdoms World, which is the Asian equivalent of one of those back-in-time villages in Ontario with white people standing around a well, while out back there are scantily-clad Natives spear-fishing. It was a misty day, which made for nice pictures but I've realized that anytime you look through your camera in China, it looks like you're going to take an amazing picture because everything is so foreign, which is why pictures of cats on garbage cans are so excitingly artistic all of a sudden.
Anyhow, we stayed overnight and the next day, before taking the train back, we went to eat these famous wontons and small pork-stuffed buns which made up bigtime for the fish from the day before...really, they were the best wontons I've ever tasted in my life (not the kleenex-in-toilet-with-no-meat variety found at the chinese buffets back home)...I stuffed my face like a child of the third-world and happily returned to my abode and prompty fell asleep.
I'm going to Hong Kong next weekend (hopefully will manage to meet up with Nicholas Charles) so the next few days will be spent roaming the streets of Shanghai.
Feel free to post comments! (Don't ask me how, the browser is in Chinese here so you're on your own) ; ) Mic
So the plane ride over wasn't bad at all; I ate, drank, slept, read, watched some really bad movies and finally got to Shanghai. It was great, I got the aisle seat right in front, so there wasn't anybody in front of me and the flight wasn't packed so there was also an empty seat between me and my row buddy...which allowed for great legroom, and taking pictures of my neighbors while they were sleeping (I know, it looks like the apocalypse but it was really quite cozy)
I didn't even have time to settle into my bachelor's pad (pics to come) when I left for a road trip, by train, to Wuxi, a city northwest of Shanghai. This place is known for its spare ribs (I kid you not, they're sold in boxes everywhere) but my 3 dashing hosts and I ended up being invited to lunch up this hill in some shithole.
It was crazy misty and we had to slink up a curvy mountain to get to the restaurant. Tony (my roomie in Wuxi) asked me if I liked seafood and I said no, and 5 minutes later, I'm sitting with this on my plate :
I think I almost died when I realized we would be eating seafood ("Not sea!", they isisted, "LAKE food!") but I had promised myself that I would try everything that was put on my plate on this trip and I did...Thank God the waitress comes to give you a clean plate every 10 minutes, I just picked and fake-chewed until a virgin piece of round porcelain was put in front of me.
After the meal, we visited Three Kingdoms World, which is the Asian equivalent of one of those back-in-time villages in Ontario with white people standing around a well, while out back there are scantily-clad Natives spear-fishing. It was a misty day, which made for nice pictures but I've realized that anytime you look through your camera in China, it looks like you're going to take an amazing picture because everything is so foreign, which is why pictures of cats on garbage cans are so excitingly artistic all of a sudden.
Anyhow, we stayed overnight and the next day, before taking the train back, we went to eat these famous wontons and small pork-stuffed buns which made up bigtime for the fish from the day before...really, they were the best wontons I've ever tasted in my life (not the kleenex-in-toilet-with-no-meat variety found at the chinese buffets back home)...I stuffed my face like a child of the third-world and happily returned to my abode and prompty fell asleep.
I'm going to Hong Kong next weekend (hopefully will manage to meet up with Nicholas Charles) so the next few days will be spent roaming the streets of Shanghai.
Feel free to post comments! (Don't ask me how, the browser is in Chinese here so you're on your own) ; ) Mic
posted by mic at 7:13 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home