Catholic Cathedral at Tang Mu Bridge
I came across this catholic cathedral while riding my bike in Pudong. It was a really pleasant discovery because I wasn't expecting it to be there (it is located about halfway between the Lujiazui district in Pudong and the Pudong airport, i.e. really off the tourist circuit). It turns out that this church is over 100 years old and has been serving the Christian community in Pudong for a very long time.
When I was there (on a Sunday in January 2006) an elderly local lady told me that they had held service that morning, and that I could go inside to speak with the church curator if I wanted to (I declined, but I might go back to do so). Outside of the church is a pleasant canal with a bridge and a few pagodas. This is a really neat place.
To get there you need to go to the very end of the Zhang Jia road, and then ask around. Email if you want directions. I also wrote about this church on my Pudong page, but decided to add the tip here too because it is significant to all visitors to Shanghai, not just Pudong.
Streets of Shanghai.
Pictured here is a typical street crosswalk in Shanghai, on Xizang Lu... Notice the man at the center: his whole job is to tell people when it's alright to cross the street... In most countries of the world, such a function would be completely unneccessary, but Chinese traffic, with its chaotic combination of buses, cars, motorcycles, bicycles and pedestrians, makes his role essential...
Old Shanghai .. but not very very old China
Yuyuan market is near the old god's temple of the old city center of Shanghai. The most significant things here are Yu Garden, Jiu Qu Bridge, Huxin Pavilion and the Temple, There are also lots of wonderful buildings filled with shops with names like bailinglou, hetenglou, tianyulou. jingyulou, yuebinlou, huabaolou & jingronglou.
The bridge to the Tea Room has right angles to prevent dragons from crossing it as apparently dragons can't turn sharp corners!
Buildings on the Bund: Dongfeng Hotel
Formerly the Shanghai Club, built in 1910. It was one of the most extravagant clubs in Shanghai at that time. The three different structured parts display a melodious exterior. The lonic orders, Baroque attic and elaborate decorations enhance the artistic beauty and express the building as a representative work of English Renaissance.
Shanghainese love h ( o )( o ) ters.
"Mao asks: Do you love h ( o )( o )ters?"
At the urging of fellow VT member Confucius, Mao was asked to visit a place called Hooters in Shanghai.
Mao was very intrigued by this request, and being a good VTer, he wanted to help an old friend out by providing a detailed glmpse for other VTers to see.
So, Mao headed to the new restaurant in the Hongqiao area of Shanghai called, of all things, Hooters. What are Hooters, he wondered. Did a group of bird lovers open a restaurant?
So, he had to personally investigate why a restaurant would be named after Owls - this seemed very strange. But once Mao entered the door, he did not know what to think as the picture above was his first sight. Not so bad, he thought....
After settling down for a drink or two, Mao looked around and saw strange behavior everywhere - why are these women shaking their bodies with a crazy hoop around their waist ? Is this what Owls do when everyone else is sleeping?
Mao was simply mesmerized and had to take two pictures of this strange behavior, just to make sure his eyes were not deceiving him. Yes, these women definitely have a hoop around their waist. So, Mao decided to have a few more drinks and learn more about Hooters.
So, about an hour and who knows how many drinks later, Mao was asked to celebrate his Birthday by doing the Hooters dance. Not wanting to be the dud of the party, Mao proudly stood on his chair (as instructed by the friendly Hooters) and attepted to fly like an Owl, while being serenaded with the Hooters Happy Birthday song.
Although Mao flapped and flapped, he was unable to fly away, so after this picture was taken, he did what any tired bird does - he sat back down on his stool, ordered another drink, and cooled his wings.
Moral of the story is: HOOTERS ARE FUN FOR EVERYONE, EVEN MAO.