
What am I doing in a queue? Anything that is good must be waited patiently, at least that is what I think. While I was walking in the vicinity of Xintiandi (新天地) I saw a long queue outside a shop. People were queuing up for its steamed buns that were freshly-made and sold straight from the steam racks.
The name of the shop is "港台双皮灌汤包" (Hongkong-Taiwan double-skin soup-filled bun). The shop was having brisk business. The queue moved quite fast and within 5 minutes I was served. I bought three fresh-meat buns (鲜肉包) at a cost of 80 cents renminbi per bun. Altogether, I paid less than S$0.50 for three buns. In Singapore, I can't even buy one meat bun for S$0.50.
The weather was cold but the buns was steaming hot. I just could not wait to bite into them to feel the warm. Fortunately, I am not writing a food blog or I would have committed a big sin for not taking a picture of them. I am sorry that I do not have a photo because they were so delicious that I finished them before I could say 'kimchi'. The skin of the bun was tenderly soft and the savoury meat soup oozed out once bitten. I had my hands all messed up eating the buns but it was a satisfying meal.
The name of the shop is "港台双皮灌汤包" (Hongkong-Taiwan double-skin soup-filled bun). The shop was having brisk business. The queue moved quite fast and within 5 minutes I was served. I bought three fresh-meat buns (鲜肉包) at a cost of 80 cents renminbi per bun. Altogether, I paid less than S$0.50 for three buns. In Singapore, I can't even buy one meat bun for S$0.50.
The weather was cold but the buns was steaming hot. I just could not wait to bite into them to feel the warm. Fortunately, I am not writing a food blog or I would have committed a big sin for not taking a picture of them. I am sorry that I do not have a photo because they were so delicious that I finished them before I could say 'kimchi'. The skin of the bun was tenderly soft and the savoury meat soup oozed out once bitten. I had my hands all messed up eating the buns but it was a satisfying meal.
There are lesser crowd along the Nanjing West Road for a good reason. The shopping malls and shops along this road are meant for the rich and well-endowed. There is less dazzle but more elegance in its setting which gives it an up-market feel. Walking along this road, I cannot help but to think that if there is one city in China to have arrived, it has to be Shanghai. It is apparent that this city has its sight firmly set on New York city.

The range of Korean singer albums in Singapore is very limited. Walk into any CD shop and the rack for Korean pop is probably stacked with Boa and Rain albums. But thanks to Internet, I can still get to hear some fantastic voices from Korea without being at the mercy of the CD importers.
The Oriental Pearl TV Tower (东方明珠广播电视塔) is an unmistakable landmark of Shanghai. The two ball-like structures have lights that changes colour like over-sized disco balls set against the nightsky of Pudong. Fronted by the Huangpu River, the Oriental Pearl TV Tower looks picture-perfect. I took many pictures of it but very few turned out well. Probably, my idiot-proof camera's limitation has been reached while trying to take the night pictures. 



The 번화함 of Shanghai has captured the imagination of my father generation. I could not really understand why my father would speak fondly of the city and his desire to visit it. He did visit it after that. But all I need is to be there in the city to understand why. The mesmerising neonlights, the pulsating city beat and the tireless spirit of the old Shanghai. As what the Chinese oldie《夜上海》(Shanghai at Night) rightly put it, Shanghai is a city that never sleep.







So I could not go Everland to take its Ferris wheel. Anyway I had my Ferris wheel ride in Jin Jiang Amusement Park (锦江乐园). The Ferris wheel is about 108m high and cost only 20 reminbi (S$4) per ride. Quite a steal. Except the Ferris wheel, there were probably nothing else in the park that really excite me.
