Shanghai: Day 4

Ate breakfast at with Liubov in her kitchen. True to her lifestyle, she cooked up a healthy and hearty meal. I then went to buy my train ticket to Xi’an only to find out at the station that they do not have trains leaving for Xi’an. I went there because it was the biggest station of four in Shanghai, so I assumed there would be trains to Xi’an, the largest train transit city in China. But nope! I forget why now, but I remember buying the ticket online or by phone was not an option. But I think it was more that my host (who isn’t from China) and I simply couldn’t figure it out. I managed to find out which station would sell the tickets and made my way there. It was across the city, but thankfully they I went to another station across the city and bought my ticket.

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Oatmeal for those complex carbs!
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Liubov’s breakfast. She’s about them heavy lifts. Gotta get that proteinnn.

I then immediately headed out to Zhujiajiao, a small town outside of Shanghai that has a history of about 1,700 miles. Took about 70 minutes to get there by bus. It seemed to be a tourist escape for Chinese people. I had about 5 hours here with not much to do, but to wander. I slipped through many of the streets, from the busy ones, to the outskirts. I think there were about a few hundred shops, but there were really only about twenty different types. Nevertheless, it was nice to explore without a strict direction or schedule.

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My goodness this picture brings back horrifying memories. When I first arrived in Zhujiajiao, I swung by the restroom to get anything in my system out. **Pro tip: When you don’t know your surroundings, use the restroom when you come across it to avoid desperate situations.** Anyways, I found the restroom intriguing. Never have I seen stalls that share a single canal so I decided to take a picture as shown above. And as I was going about my business… it happened. Dear Lord why did it have to happen. A classic case of “wrong place, wrong time.” I heard what resembled the sound of a breaking dam…and down came all the accumulated human excrements from the entire row of stalls. To make matters exponentially worse, I was in the last stall, so I saw everything come down. You can see the outlet where everything is supposed to pass through. Well the outlet wasn’t large enough and the biohazard of a flood slammed against the wall. I shrieked in terror as a I fell backward against the door. Not the best situation to be in with your pants down.
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One may wonder how I can try something called “stinky tofu” immediately after such a horrific experience… Yes, it is quite near impossible for me to lose my appetite.
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Compliments to the chef!
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One of the big cons of traveling alone. Wanting to try to eat everything but getting too full because you eat everything you see…and then there’s more food.
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Now these were the kind of canals I wanted to see…not in the restroom! Hahah
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I don’t know why, but there’s something so badass about a grandma smoking. Hahaha
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Cute little fella wandering the streets.
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Lit candles in one of the many temples integrated into the town.
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Fangsheng Bridge.
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Kids are the koolest. Yep, being creeper.
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As evening set in, the streets began clearing out. One of the shop owners playing badminton with his daughter.



I came back to Shanghai and met up with Liubov for dinner and I treated her to a nicer dinner of about 150¥, which is really only about $25. We ate until we could not eat anymore. To give you an idea of how much food costs, typically, I spent about 10-15¥ per meal in Shanghai.



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