If I had a fancy tripod and camera I would have gotten some shots of the awe-inspiring lightning storm that followed sunset.
23 August 2010
The view from my window
So much to see and not enough time to write, but sometimes a picture's worth a thousand words.
If I had a fancy tripod and camera I would have gotten some shots of the awe-inspiring lightning storm that followed sunset.
If I had a fancy tripod and camera I would have gotten some shots of the awe-inspiring lightning storm that followed sunset.
11 August 2010
Review: Jesse / Jishi
Since I obviously haven't been keeping up with the blog, check out Frenzied Palate's review of Jesse, a traditional Shanghainese restaurant. I had the pleasure of her company (and her friend's Chinese menu interpretation skills) about a month ago, but apparently I'm not the only one procrastinating posts ;-)
Also, check out the "Fellow Travelers" links on the right for a sampling of some of the people who have made my travels that much more enjoyable.
Also, check out the "Fellow Travelers" links on the right for a sampling of some of the people who have made my travels that much more enjoyable.
04 August 2010
Indulgence on a Shoestring
I'm not sure whether "destitute decadence" or "decadent destitution" is the more appropriate phrase, but Monday night certainly fit the (relatively small) bill.
I started the evening at LuLu Massage Center, a blind massage institution where, for once in China, my time budget was more restricting than my financial one. After finally selecting the correct 597 Fuxing Zhong Lu (there were close to a dozen small establishments at the address, including another massage center), I stepped with trepidation into a dimly lit entryway, separated from the rest of the room by a thick curtain. The woman at the front began to ask me what I wanted when it became clear that my near-total lack of Mandarin and her near-total lack of English were headed for an interesting interaction.
The menu offered, among other experiences, a 60 minute foot treatment paired with a 45 minute body massage for 70rmb (US$10.34), or the same foot treatment with a 70 minute body massage for 88rmb. I would have taken the longer session in a heartbeat, but seeing as it was already 6:30 and I had plans to meet some Couchsurfing friends for drinks at 9, I had to settle for only 105 minutes of pampering. The lady kept jabbing her finger at my feet and then the clock and articulating in Mandarin, but I had no idea what she was saying, and so proceeded to pat the parts of my legs and back that were sore and point to the menu with the massage packages. Somewhat frustrated, she finally graciously led me through the curtain into a dimly lit, no-frills room where several people were being poked, prodded, and beaten on tables and in chairs.
Only once I was reclining on a dingy but not uncomfortable chair, soaking my feet in a warm tub, did I realize that all of the masseuses were busy, and she probably wanted me to make an appointment to come back later. My anxiety over missing my drinking date soon subsided, however, as the session across the room from me finished, and the hostess led a masseuse over to start working on my feet. Talking timers kept chirping out in robotic Mandarin to keep the process on track, and precisely 105 minutes later I emerged a new man. I thought communication would be difficult (I unable to communicate verbally, and the masseuse unable to see my wild gesticulations) but aside from the occasional "Too hard?" ("Yes," I thought, but gritted through and said "No, thank you"), no communication was necessary.
I ended up at the bar early, and made my way across the street to Culture Matters, which offered Feiyue sneakers for around 100rmb (US$14.77) well under the 50-100 Euros (US$66-132) the brand's website charges European customers. I made no purchases, but did enjoy browsing something that's actually in my price range for once.
Back at Azul, I quaffed the 10rmb (US$1.48!) mojitos (available in 9 flavors, including classic) that have become somewhat of a Monday night ritual. This time I was joined by several Couchsurfers, and wound up seeing a half-dozen more throughout the evening. Unlike my usual, ahem, moderate consumption, I slipped in my fifth order (lychee) just before the 11pm special cutoff. Five delicious mojitos and 3 hours of good company: 50rmb (US$7.38).
Eschewing the pricey Peruvian tapas on the menu, three of us (on two bicycles) made our way to the corner of Changle Lu and Fumin Lu, where we were rewarded with not one, but two street food vendors. 10rmb more than covered a large portion of "ji dan chow mien" (egg fried noodles) and some stick food, including mushrooms, that stalky green vegetable I still can't identify, and what I hope was actually lamb :-) We sat across the street where we watched monkeys for entertainment, careful not to appear to interested lest their handlers notice we are watching.
In sum: a variegated night of pure hedonism for under $20. Not. Too. Shabby.
I started the evening at LuLu Massage Center, a blind massage institution where, for once in China, my time budget was more restricting than my financial one. After finally selecting the correct 597 Fuxing Zhong Lu (there were close to a dozen small establishments at the address, including another massage center), I stepped with trepidation into a dimly lit entryway, separated from the rest of the room by a thick curtain. The woman at the front began to ask me what I wanted when it became clear that my near-total lack of Mandarin and her near-total lack of English were headed for an interesting interaction.
The menu offered, among other experiences, a 60 minute foot treatment paired with a 45 minute body massage for 70rmb (US$10.34), or the same foot treatment with a 70 minute body massage for 88rmb. I would have taken the longer session in a heartbeat, but seeing as it was already 6:30 and I had plans to meet some Couchsurfing friends for drinks at 9, I had to settle for only 105 minutes of pampering. The lady kept jabbing her finger at my feet and then the clock and articulating in Mandarin, but I had no idea what she was saying, and so proceeded to pat the parts of my legs and back that were sore and point to the menu with the massage packages. Somewhat frustrated, she finally graciously led me through the curtain into a dimly lit, no-frills room where several people were being poked, prodded, and beaten on tables and in chairs.
Only once I was reclining on a dingy but not uncomfortable chair, soaking my feet in a warm tub, did I realize that all of the masseuses were busy, and she probably wanted me to make an appointment to come back later. My anxiety over missing my drinking date soon subsided, however, as the session across the room from me finished, and the hostess led a masseuse over to start working on my feet. Talking timers kept chirping out in robotic Mandarin to keep the process on track, and precisely 105 minutes later I emerged a new man. I thought communication would be difficult (I unable to communicate verbally, and the masseuse unable to see my wild gesticulations) but aside from the occasional "Too hard?" ("Yes," I thought, but gritted through and said "No, thank you"), no communication was necessary.
I ended up at the bar early, and made my way across the street to Culture Matters, which offered Feiyue sneakers for around 100rmb (US$14.77) well under the 50-100 Euros (US$66-132) the brand's website charges European customers. I made no purchases, but did enjoy browsing something that's actually in my price range for once.
Back at Azul, I quaffed the 10rmb (US$1.48!) mojitos (available in 9 flavors, including classic) that have become somewhat of a Monday night ritual. This time I was joined by several Couchsurfers, and wound up seeing a half-dozen more throughout the evening. Unlike my usual, ahem, moderate consumption, I slipped in my fifth order (lychee) just before the 11pm special cutoff. Five delicious mojitos and 3 hours of good company: 50rmb (US$7.38).
Eschewing the pricey Peruvian tapas on the menu, three of us (on two bicycles) made our way to the corner of Changle Lu and Fumin Lu, where we were rewarded with not one, but two street food vendors. 10rmb more than covered a large portion of "ji dan chow mien" (egg fried noodles) and some stick food, including mushrooms, that stalky green vegetable I still can't identify, and what I hope was actually lamb :-) We sat across the street where we watched monkeys for entertainment, careful not to appear to interested lest their handlers notice we are watching.
In sum: a variegated night of pure hedonism for under $20. Not. Too. Shabby.
02 August 2010
Air Traffic Visualization
Likes: watching the stream of eastbound transatlantic traffic in the U.S. East Coast's evening and the return spritz in Europe's afternoon; the way New Zealand and Hawaii stick out; also, it's just pretty to look at...
Dislikes: the fact that domestic air travel (U.S., E.U., and Japan) is so tied to the diurnal cycle. I guess peaking just irks the transportation planner in me. I don't think red-eyes are anyone's favorite, but look at all that unused right-of-way! ;-)
[Thanks, Rye!]
String Quartet at M on the Bund
Last Sunday I had the opportunity to hear the Shanghai Symphony Orchestra's "Meteor Quartet" play at M on the Bund. A pamphlet informed me that the venue has entertained more than a few distinguished guests; sadly, neither Kylie Minogue nor Henry Kissinger was in attendance that day. The venue was both posh and well-located—at number 5, The Bund, as the name implies—affording great views of the Bund, as well as the busy Huangpu river, where a cruise ship pulled up to dock during the concert.
Student tickets were only 10rmb (US$1.48), but didn't include any drinks; where's the fun in that? For 65rmb (US$9.60) I got admission and a glass of wine (white, because it was scorching hot out) which ended up turning into two when the abstaining lady seated at our table offered up her ticket. Alcohol being pretty unpopular in China, and wine even less so, this was the first time I had a chance to enjoy some fermented grapes without spending an arm and a leg for glorified vinegar.
The music itself was great – two quartets by Haydn, expertly played. I also learned that Haydn was quite the innovator, introducing quartets with four movements and advocating a more balanced interplay among the instruments: rather than let the first violin run with the melody while the other instruments merely accompany, he gives each instrument its own unique voice and role in developing the theme. Or maybe the host made all that up :-)
All in all, a lovely way to spend a Sunday afternoon.
View of the Bund from M's terrace.
Me on the terrace; Pudong skyline in back.
Shot of the skyline without my squinty face :-)