day 10: let's go for a wok
We wake up a little late and go to lunch with Auntie Wendy to a restaurant right across the street from their place. I had been to this place last time I was there. They hand make their noodles, very good soups. Had some green onion pancakes, noodles that are made by shaving off slices from one large ball of noodle dough, some duck, spicy dried fish, and fried dumplings filled with beef, kinda like mini hamburgers.
Auntie Wendy splits and we go home to take a break before more sight-seeing. We snag a cab from my uncle’s place (by then I was incredibly adept at calling the guard and asking for a cab in Mandarin). We head to the People’s Square first, where there are a few museums. We decide to head to the Shanghai Museum of Art. Saw some impressive pieces of ancient art, including jade, bronze, paintings, weapons, masks and statues. We showed up there pretty late, and they were closing after a short while so we didn’t spend lots of time there. Still saw plenty though. Left the museum and walked around some more, through the square, and through a nearby park. Eventually head towards a hotel, the new Radisson hotel, to hopefully exchange a traveler’s check. We head to that hotel cause it has this rad, or shall we say “rad-isson”UFO looking top deck where it appears a bar/restaurant is located. We get in, everything seems to be going fine when I show them my travelers check, sign it, hand my passport over. And then they ask, what room I am in. Oops. Seems you have to be a guest to use their exchange. Scratch that plan. Then we ask how we get to the top floor to check out the bar. Turns out that’s not gonna open for another few weeks. Such is our luck. We walk around the square a bit more, head into another of the thousands of 12 story malls, down to the bottom floor, under the square, and come out to the market street. We walk all the way down that till we once again hit the Bund. Snag a taxi from there back to the house.
We rest up as usual at the house, reheat some of the leftovers from the restaurant earlier in the day for our dinner. Tonight, we decide to go check out a club called VIP, a huge club a friend who had been living there for a while suggested. Take a taxi and luckily inform the taxi the correct place to drop us off. At first we couldn’t find the place as the sign for the club wasn’t on the main street. We head past it at first, then decide to turn around. Due to my inquisitive nature, I decide to check out one place with flashing lights down a large alley, and find the club we are looking for tucked away in a large parking lot being blocked by larger buildings. A large place, pretty neat, but they don’t take credit cards which caused a few problems (remember, I couldn’t get cash cause I couldn’t find anywhere to exchange my traveler’s check). We try to meet some people, but most seem fairly unresponsive. Most people are oddly reluctant to speak to people that only speak English at this club. After just two rounds, we decide to head out.
Auntie Wendy splits and we go home to take a break before more sight-seeing. We snag a cab from my uncle’s place (by then I was incredibly adept at calling the guard and asking for a cab in Mandarin). We head to the People’s Square first, where there are a few museums. We decide to head to the Shanghai Museum of Art. Saw some impressive pieces of ancient art, including jade, bronze, paintings, weapons, masks and statues. We showed up there pretty late, and they were closing after a short while so we didn’t spend lots of time there. Still saw plenty though. Left the museum and walked around some more, through the square, and through a nearby park. Eventually head towards a hotel, the new Radisson hotel, to hopefully exchange a traveler’s check. We head to that hotel cause it has this rad, or shall we say “rad-isson”UFO looking top deck where it appears a bar/restaurant is located. We get in, everything seems to be going fine when I show them my travelers check, sign it, hand my passport over. And then they ask, what room I am in. Oops. Seems you have to be a guest to use their exchange. Scratch that plan. Then we ask how we get to the top floor to check out the bar. Turns out that’s not gonna open for another few weeks. Such is our luck. We walk around the square a bit more, head into another of the thousands of 12 story malls, down to the bottom floor, under the square, and come out to the market street. We walk all the way down that till we once again hit the Bund. Snag a taxi from there back to the house.
We rest up as usual at the house, reheat some of the leftovers from the restaurant earlier in the day for our dinner. Tonight, we decide to go check out a club called VIP, a huge club a friend who had been living there for a while suggested. Take a taxi and luckily inform the taxi the correct place to drop us off. At first we couldn’t find the place as the sign for the club wasn’t on the main street. We head past it at first, then decide to turn around. Due to my inquisitive nature, I decide to check out one place with flashing lights down a large alley, and find the club we are looking for tucked away in a large parking lot being blocked by larger buildings. A large place, pretty neat, but they don’t take credit cards which caused a few problems (remember, I couldn’t get cash cause I couldn’t find anywhere to exchange my traveler’s check). We try to meet some people, but most seem fairly unresponsive. Most people are oddly reluctant to speak to people that only speak English at this club. After just two rounds, we decide to head out.
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