Shanghai day 2, the little things are the biggest differences
Same but different. How Rod's words ring in my ears even over here.
Yesterday I asserted that Shanghai is much like a mix of Chicago and New York. I'm going to stick with that story, but I'm starting to notice the lack of some things that let you know you're not in Nebraska any more.
- Birds. I suppose this makes a lot of since when you stop to consider the Avian Flu, but I've have yet to see a Bird around that wasn't a duck.
- Coffee. I think I'm lucky that hotel I'm staying even serves coffee as I've seen very little of it elsewhere in this part of Shanghai. The hotel serves it up, but in Espresso sized mugs. Makes me want to go grab pot and warmer and move up to my room.
- Water. The drinking water here -- at least for us from the West -- is found in plastic bottles. Hard to get a full glass of the stuff with a meal.
But then Shanghai is a big city. Just how big? Here's another view of it, taken from the elevator lobby on the 17th floor of my hotel.
Not much new to report from a touristy point of view. Walked home last night along the park-side of Hengshen Lu and found this fountain, a gift from the people of France. The photo just doesn't do it justice.