Month: December 2008

  • Mud, Glorious Mud

    Dad and I braved the incredible (almost) sub-zero temperatures to attempt to ride along the new-fangled Guided Busway route from St. Ives to Cambridge, using the old railway lines. Running was smooth for much of the way, but we hot trouble where the construction ran out, and the mud arrived in typical self-adhesive fashion, entirely locking our wheels up, and leaving Dad dragging his bike the rest of the way (to the pub, at least).

    All very amusing – this time next year we should be able to whistle up there in no time.


    Trooper.


    Suspension not working optimally, perhaps.


    This never happens in Taiwan


    Just in time – cheers!

  • Taking Granny to London

    We had a marvelous day trip down to Londonon the train with Granny yesterday to take her to the National Portrait Gallery and the Annie Leibowitz exhibition. We had a cracking lunch at Carluccio’s in the newly renovated St. Pancras station, amid arrivals and derpartures from Paris and probably the finest Victorian-era Industrial Revolution Architecture in the world.


    Granny striking a pose next to one of the delightful statues dotted around the platforms.

    The exhibition included some pretty striking images from the last 30 years that stand proud in the public consciousness. I didn’t know an enormous amount about her, but I certainly know a little more now.

    After the museum, we wandered up to Covent Garden, and while there were many people shopping like crazy and stores doing reasonable business, it was also mildly depressing to see so many 50% sales and shops obviously feeling the heat. People are really watching their pennies this year, it seems. Still – Merry Christmas one and all!

  • Zhongshan Park


    Zhongshan Park from my hotel room

    I wait six months to travel with Dell, and then I travel twice in three weeks. Can’t complain.

    High above Zhongshan Park, through my hotel window I looked down each morning to throngs of people doing Taiqi, flying kites and ballroom dancing. It was clear that I had to get down in between the people, and I am glad I did – all the stereotypes I have happily built up are true.


    Perfectly synchronised Taiqi


    Hot stuff


    Some rather stylish ballroom dancing


    These guys really spent some time trying to persuade me to have a Taiqi lesson … very friendly chaps.


    It’s pretty awesome how active old people are out here – learning new things and obviously enjoying themselves while doing it.


    … and some just chill out.


    … and some are clearly a little confused.


    The guys with the birds remind me of my first trip to Hong Kong bird park – now just round the corner from Tanja and Michael.

    I think this is about my fourth or fifth trip to Shanghai, so it is fair to say I have got used to the place and know my way around fairly well. None the less, I am always surprised at the pace of development here, and it makes the already quickly developing Taipei seem like a backwater. It is for this and other reasons that I am really quite excited about the direct flights from Taipei (and the downtown airport no less!) to Shanghai. I lose my convenient excuse to drop in to see Hong Kong, but on the other hand the cost of flights out to HK must be plummeting right now, so maybe it is all good.


    Crane city – though I was told by Gerhard that last month in Shanghai, zero properties were sold or exchanged. Hard to believe, but it is clear that the credit crisis is hitting hard.


    My trip coincided again with Pecha Kucha, with lots of architects talking earnestly about building things from carrot shavings and recycled Freitag bags. I guess they will all be flying home for Christmas and knocking out any potential savings they had made thus far that year.


    Wandering the ever larger reclaimed area around Taikang Rd. Every time I go there are more and more cool places to see, and all the time the Chinese locals continue to stay there, creating a funny combination of washing hanging out and Grafitti.


    On the one hand in Shanghai, there are loads of wee little cool design shops and boutiques – especially in the French Quarter. On the other hand, wandering around of an evening looking for some standard noodles or rice is not easy. I’ll have to settle for the Gorgonzola Balsamic Salad again. Life is hard.


    And I finally got to see Coco – friends with Nelson from his previous life in Shanghai. A real pleasure, and an institution of ‘old Shanghai’.

    And while I might know my way round better, I was getting frustrated that my taxi trips across the city were completely inefficient, so I geekily have started adding my fave places in a Google Map – you can see it below.


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