Posting has been sparse these past few weeks. I would blame the National Holiday, but I spent most of my time off sitting around Shanghai in the sun doing as little as possible. And by sun, I mean ACTUAL sunshine, not just whatever hazy light managed to make it through all the smog and down to the sidewalk. Considering how rarely we see one another in this town, I’ve begun to feel a deep Peter-Pan-like affection for my own shadow.
Autumn in Shanghai is heaps better than summer. September brought immediate and considerable temperature drops. I’ve donned my first zip-up of the season and I’m already planning out what kind of coat to have made at the fabric market. No more profuse sweating and avoidance of any and all outdoor activity.
As far as National Day is concerned, all that build up and psychotic security tightening resulted in one huge, multi-million dollar, super boring two-hour-long display of military might. I found one time-lapse of the big show condensed down to about 3 minutes, and it’s basically the only version worth watching. Also one of my favorite comedy news podcasts The Bugle summed it up nicely if you care to give a listen.
Another exciting update is that I got myself a second job tutoring this SUPER loaded French-Chinese boy. His dad manufactures his own line of women’s shoes and handbags for Paris (apparently his brand is kind of a big deal, I forgot already but I’ll find out the name.) Anyway the gig is amazing. Perks so far include bottles of French wine, Italian espresso, countless mooncakes, and a private BMW escort. And they pay well.
If I haven't mentioned it already, there's a pretty decent blog I follow here called The Shanghaiist. If you're ever curious about the going-ons of this town and/or country, it's probably the most entertaining newsroll I've found to date. Highlights this week include imaginary Swedish lesbian villages and Jackie Chan being super fascist-y.
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