I approve of the current winter fashion trend that many women follow here: woolen thighs, knit dresses, heavy winter coats and boots.
Bonus points for big, woolen hats.
Minus points for Uggs, though.

The seats in the metro are entirely not wide enough for the locals, not to say anything about my fat ass. So most of the time I stand. Or enjoy getting grumpy stares from random strangers.

Crossing the street here is like a game of Frogger. Only that the evil things take direct aim and you only have one life.¹

People from outside Shanghai don’t really like the Shanghainese – and it’s not hard to see, why. Maybe I’m getting it wrong, but their tone and body language alone makes them seem pretty rude and mostly concerned about getting faster to where they want to go.

I should have gotten a stylish man-purse. Well, not a satchel, but some kind of messenger/camera bag. Just carrying the camera around like that is a bit of a hassle, which is why I often just leave it at the hotel room.
Talking about cameras – the little Casio sucks at night. In the medium term I’ll have to get some high-quality compact camera for trips. Someone had a S90 the other day and the quality of her photos were pretty good – even at night without flash.

1. And I once thought, crossing the street in KL was bad. [↩]