Monday, April 3rd – Friday, April 7th
Shanghai really is an incredible city, and Trip Planner Extraordinaire Wittmer had booked us another couple of days there. A last chance to hang out, drink milk cheese tea and explore a massive city.
Wednesday, March 22nd – Monday April 3rd
The last in my series of Jingdezhen posts! Of course it’s mostly food and shots of the neighborhood buildings.
Wednesday, March 22nd – Monday April 3rd
People make art here! The community has a lot of a functional, sometimes industrial, production going on. If you’ve, say, seen Christy’s art, you probably know that’s not how she rolls. The mold maker nicknamed her “trouble” because he never knows what crazy thing she’s going to ask him to make a mold of.
Wednesday, March 22nd – Monday April 3rd
Pictures from Christy showing me around her town!
Wednesday, March 22nd – Monday April 3rd
Jingdezhen is where Christy lives and works this year. It’s an industrial city, a quick plane ride from Shanghai, and has a long and proud history of making some of the world’s finest porcelain and art. If you think of an ancient Chinese blue and white vase, produced from the Imperial Kilns, you’re probably thinking of something that came from Jingdezhen. We spent just under two weeks here; Christy getting back into her working routine me making a nuisance of myself and learning as much as I could about her current home.
Tuesday, March 21st
On Tuesday we rode the high speed train to the garden filled city of Suzhou!
Sunday, April 19th – Monday, April 20th
We spent the next couple of days exploring countless art galleries, drinking only a few less milk cheese teas (think tea with a layer of cream cheese type foam at the top that you drink through, something Christy had discovered in earlier explorations), and enjoying life in a crazy big city.
Friday, March 17th – Saturday, March 18th
We arrived at Pudong airport Friday afternoon, were fingerprinted and photographed through customs (as is everyone, besides the potential language barrier it’s actually a less intimidating process than going through US customs) and, having not done any research before hand, gamely joined the big queue to get a taxi. Shortly thereafter were in a totally insane, hour long taxi ride into Shanghai. It turns out you can take the train in, and that’s a way better option. Christy had warned me about crazy taxi drivers and it was a fun (although expensive) start to Shanghai. It’s possible his car was broken and the gas pedal only had full throttle or none; I did not think we’d see triple digit speeds given it was rush hour in Shanghai, but he managed!
