On my third day in Shanghai, I started out my day by walking to the nearest subway station. I decided to take some pictures along the way. The streets near me were less megalomania and inhabited by working class people.
In China, at least in most parts of Shanghai, people had long posts connected to their windows outside their apartments where they would hang their laundry. Lining the streets was underwear, pants, shirts, and sheets flapping in the wind.
On the subway on my way to downtown Shanghai, a man pushed his handicapped son through the subway. I felt horrible looking upon the son, who couldn’t even control himself enough to stop the drool from coming out of his mouth. There were clippings from Chinese newspapers all over the son’s wheelchair of which one read that the man would not give up his fight against the government. I don’t know the whole story, but it seemed to me that the father was using his son to beg for money and guilting people into giving their money. Quite possibly, however, the man was showing that the communist government wouldn’t help him support his son.
I took the subway to People’s Square and started taking more pictures of the area, which is surrounded by skyscrapers and was extremely busy for the Asian thanksgiving holiday known as Chuseok. After taking a few pictures, a Chinese man about my age asked me if I could take a picture of him and his girlfriend. Then he talked to me for about 2-3 minutes and asked where I was from and why I was visiting. I told him that I teach in South Korea and that I was planning to go to the Shanghai museum. He told me that is where he had come from but there was a long line, so he was going to go to a tea festival close-by. He suggested that I do the same, but I declined.
Just before walking to stand in line at the museum, I was asked to take a picture for a couple of girls from Xi’An. One of them spoke English quite well, while the other one did not speak English. Many Asian women who don’t speak English are quite shy, as if they feel they don’t deserve attention from a foreigner. They act like a cornered animal and cower. It’s quite interesting. Anyways, the girl from Xi’An shook my hand and welcomed me to China. I told her I was going to visit Xi’An and she said she thought I would enjoy it (which I later did).
From there, I went to the museum. There was about a 40-minute wait to get in, but I decided to stand in line anyways. In line, I happened to be standing next to a man from Russia and a Chinese man who both spoke fluent English, so we had a talk about traveling and places we like to visit. The museum itself was interesting, especially the exhibits of jade and porcelain, both of which were made popular by China thousands of years ago.
Jade was extremely hard to take good pictures of in the lighting they had the pieces presented in at the museum. The backdrops were blue and the lighting was very low. Jade is usually white and slightly transparent, so flash does not work. I was able to get a few good pictures. The blue backdrop wreaked havoc on my camera’s focus ability though and naturally looked grainy.
I learned that the Chinese started to produce porcelain 2,000 years ago and it took many hundreds of years to perfect the use of different colors. The shiny porcelain that is made today is not the same as the porcelain made throughout history. The Chinese made porcelain was extremely sought after on the ancient Silk Road. Shakespeare even mentions Chinese porcelain in his writing, suggesting that no other porcelain is as good as Chinese porcelain.
There was a nice exhibit of Columbian artifacts. It was one of two areas in the museum in which photos were not allowed. I snapped a couple and was immediately told not to do so by a museum guard. Everything was made out of gold and extremely ornate. It was enjoyable to see and I wish I could have taken pictures of the exhibit for others to see and to remember later on myself.
I learned a bit about traditional finger painting in China. Men would grow out their fingernails and dip them in ink to draw on paper. The paintings are quite breathtaking and usually portray things in nature or a scene of people.
One of my favorite things in the museum was a room full of artifacts from the ancient Silk Road. Most of the artifacts were coins that travelers would use to trade for spices, jewels, gold, and horses. Seeing thousands of years old coins was awesome, as they didn’t resemble the coins that men use today. Some of them were in a shape much like a banana and specified by the weight of gold or silver.
In Asia, people still use stamps and seals to sign their letters. Everything “official” has a stamp with red ink (happiness/luck). At the museum, there was an exhibit of stamps and seals used for thousands of years. Most of them were made out of precious stone, such as jade, and had carved animals on them such as oxen or dragons.
After exploring the museum for an ample amount of time, I ventured a few stops on the subway and visited the Shanghai Aquarium. The aquarium was mostly tunnels in which you could either walk or stand on a slow moving belt that would take you on a ride under the water. There were the usual sharks, turtles, tide fish, seals, etc. I did see one very interesting fish that was bright purple, the same color as Barney. It had a snout on it that dangled like the trunk of an elephant. The shape of the fish was different than most, as the fins made it look like a torpedo with an elephant trunk.
The aquarium was quite expensive. It was about $28 U.S., but it was still packed with people. Some tanks had so many people around them that I would have to push through the crowd to get a glimpse. I was felt up more times than I’d be on Broadway Ave.
I came across some reef sharks that reminded me of a completely stupid “comedy” movie called “Strange Wilderness”. In this movie, the main character is a stoner who tries to take over his dad’s wilderness show, but knows nothing about animals. At one point, he describes sharks and it is the only part of the movie that made me laugh and it happened to make me laugh a lot. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GCpKp73kJtI
After walking through the museum, I realized how exhausted I was, so I took a break and sat along the landscaping area around the aquarium building. There were about one hundred Chinese people sitting on either side of me and they all were eating junk, sidewalk food. I spotted a Cold Stone Creamery and asked for a “Like It” size of strawberry blonde (strawberries, bananas, and pie crust). The lady didn’t even fill the cup with ice cream and I wanted to say, “I ‘Like It’ more than that!”
This may be a little T.M.I. for some people, but important to my time in Shanghai. Shanghai was hot, between 80 and 85 degrees everyday and extremely humid. I was walking probably about 5 miles everyday. Therefore, I began to chafe and I chafed badly. By the third day in Shanghai, I could barely walk. I would take about a hundred steps and break for a bit before moving on.
So, when I decided to make the most of my third day in Shanghai and went to the largest park in the city, Century Park, I was whimpering in pain. I walked the entire length of the park, which took two hours. Thank God for park benches.
Century Park surrounded a lake, with many people peddling paddle boats around the lake. The lake was full of Chinese carp that swam in the shallows. I saw my first wild lotus plants, which was cool because I learned a lot about lotus plants and Buddhism in China.
The lotus flower has a unique characteristic in that it blooms and sheds its seeds at the same time. In the context of Buddhism, the theory of karma says that, just like the lotus flower, our life is made up of cause and effect. Every cause — be it action, word or thought — will imprint an effect that can be seen in this lifetime or in future lives. Also, in Buddhist paintings and sculpture, the Buddha is often seated on a lotus flower. The lotus produces a beautiful flower even with its roots in the dirtiest water. The symbolism is that a person can rise above being rooted in the ugliness and suffering of this world, and should try to be pure and help others with the beauty of the spirit.
I saw many other wild flowers that were alive with honey bees. In the grass fields, many people were having picnics and playing with their dogs. It was a relaxing atmosphere, away from all the traffic and madhouse lifestyle of Shanghai. I witnessed my first street sweeper, which still do exist in China. Imagine being delegated to sweeping the streets and sidewalks with a straw broom and doing that as your job everyday.
Around the park, people road bike vehicles. I have no idea what to call them, as up to four people could peddle at the same time, but the bike was shaped like a small car. I sat down, sore with chafeage, and watched families and couples peddle by on their bike machine thingies.
After leaving Century Park, I decided to take a walk down Nanjing Pedestrian Road. I was asked no less than one hundred times if I would like to buy a watch. “Do you want a watch? Rolex.” That was the catchphrase. I wanted to ask, “Do you want me to ruin your day? Punch.”
After getting back to the subway stop where my hotel was located, I was still amazed by the number of bikes and mopeds everywhere. Literally, in any glance taken in the city, dozens of each could be spotted. Millions of bikes and mopeds and me wondering how many people get hit by cars riding on those things.
To close out the night, I had eel fried rice. Eel meat is quite delicious and mixed with rice, it was heaven. It was nice to sit down and give my chafing a break. Walking home, I noticed spinning lights that look like the lights outside of barber shops, only these were pink. I put two and two together and realized this places, which claimed to be massage parlors were in fact brothels. Women sat inside of them knitting and watching tv. Thus, includes my third day in Shanghai.