Back in Shanghai

Well, here I am again. Dad and I have arrived in Shanghai. The sterile white of Pudong airport was a soft buffer into the country after spending 14 hours in the bizarre perpetual twilight of the Air Canada 777. We took the maglev train from the airport into the city....

Home from the West

I’m back now. The last day was relaxing, mainly because we didn’t have to pack up and check out before 11am, as we did for most of the rest of the trip. I felt pretty lazy all day. We walked from the hotel down to the the famous Pike Market, where normally...