There’s so much to say about Shanghai. This is the first of many installments about the city of dumplings, pearls, and foreigners.
I left Shanghai on Monday morning at 11 am and landed in Mackay at 4pm the following day, with stop overs in Seoul-Incheon and Brisbane. In that time, I slept for only an hour.
I returned to work today for the morning but went home with a stomach ache and my laptop. It’s so much easier to reply to emails and build newsletters in pajamas with a side of toast.
Because bed time is fast approaching, I present a quick but hilarious snippet of my holiday: the dogs of Shanghai.
I spotted this beauty on the sunny Saturday afternoon Genevieve and I spent walking with her parents through Hongkou. Don’t you love the booties? And his/her expression?
Ah, the elusive tiger-dog found only in crowded Shanghai parks. An truly fashionable endangered species.
This puppy stole my heart. I literally squealed when I saw him/her in the flower market, as Genevieve will testify.
As I learned, dogs have been/are bread in Shanghai for eating but it has become less de rigeur with the increasing Western presence in the city. Most of the dogs we saw I assumed were kept as pets, as they were identifible breeds and often well groomed. Cats, on the other hand, were almost exlcusively feral from my observation. Although they were mangy, it didn’t stop me from exclaiming ‘Look! Kitty!’ when we saw a cat darting through the lilongs. Just wait until my post about the rest of the animals in Shanghai. Get ready for crickets, chickens, and turtles.