After a dinner in rural Zhejiang, we walked to our guesthouse and we looked at the stars. And when you haven’t consciously seen the stars for over a year, well, — they look amazing. But in Shanghai, stars are largely invisible, drowned out by the light the city produces. For all of Shanghai’s amenities, it’s […]
It’s a cold Saturday morning in January and my body is tired from a two-week business trip, but my mind yearns for this. I park the car at Lake Meadow. Las Vegas does not make me appreciate humanity in the slightest, with its pursuit of idle pleasures. It’s a city made for tourists, not residents. […]
A bike ride is always an adventure. If you keep your eyes open and are free to take any path you want, you’ll always discover new things. So today, I saw chicks, little alleys under construction, and an alley with rickety houses that are beyond repair, yet still have people living in them.
Initially, I was a big fan of Strava (an app to record your workouts), as it’s one of the few social apps used by both friends in China and the Netherlands — and it also felt like an extra push to cycle a bit more. But I quickly found out I was turning into exactly […]
After finishing moving and unpacking the boxes, I took a short walk outside the new area — on the edge of Tangzhen (唐镇) and Heqing (合庆). And I need to sometimes remind myself of what an adventure this life is, having grown up in a small city in the Netherlands to now live in China […]
I think it was a talk from Simon Aliband on how he arrived in Shanghai in the 80s, on a summer night sitting in a bus driving to his university dorms, through the dark city. After sunset, the people of Shanghai would leave their houses to cool down in the dark outdoor air, and he […]
I ordered a moving van (货啦啦) and a couple from Shandong showed up. Because these drivers spend the full day in the van, I figured she was just accompanying her husband for his work, to be together the whole day. But then she explained his back is bad. So the guy helped with things like […]
It’s Saturday night and I just threw away the garbage because the shushu leaves at eight and takes the bins with him. I cross the bridge next to our compound and on the crossroads are five or six food stands. They sell fried chunks of meat, cold noodles, jianbing, corn sticks, and cold draft beer. […]
Old place. New camera. This is yet another visit (1, 2) to this market where we buy vegetables, fruit, and meat (川沙十八铺农产品批发市场) in Chuansha, Shanghai. I am not sure how many years we will remain in China, maybe one, maybe ten. But I want to capture this place once more before we go back.