There were no tour activities scheduled in the morning, for reasons unclear to me. Not that I’m complaining—we were in need of some serious quiet time. Everything—and everyone—is so loud here. And given the crowds, everywhere you go, the noise level gets to be stressful after a while. In the afternoon, the chorus was due to rehearse and the non-singers had the option of visiting another temple. After thinking it over for perhaps ten seconds, I decided to hang out in the cool of the Riverside until it was time to leave for the concert.
The gang is up on the 20th floor celebrating their successful Shanghai debut with cocktails, and I’m sitting here having some Great Wall wine in my green froggy glass, ready for bed.
Tomorrow, there is a heat advisory, but we’re going full speed ahead anyway: Zhujiajiao, which is Shanghai’s “Venice,”, lunch at a farmhouse, the Shanghai Museum (yay!), and dinner and then some shopping in the evening for the
P.S.: We did get moved to a quieter floor this morning. Our AFAI peeps talked to management about the noise, and the groupies remaining on the floor of horror got fresh fruit delivered to them this afternoon and a promise that the renovation work would cease until after we leave. Hooray!
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I'm imagining that view of Shanghai from the TV tower--what those coal barges must have looked like and that constant noise everywhere. Cripes. I can hear it and smell it. What a society.
And that hotel situation would have enraged me.
Our guide today said that the official population count of Shanghai is 18 million, but that she thinks that, what with tourists and other foreigners, it's closer to 22 million.
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