Tuesday, June 19, 2007

my foot...

So today, thinking that I will have to take the firm's driver and get him to drive me to Central Huahuai Road in the uber chic French Concession area to take some pictures for this project that I get assigned to, I decided to wear my nice pants ( yes, it's the Kenneth Cole one that I got from Costco...stylish and cheap...I know, I'm a bargain whore), a nice white button up shirt and my FIERCE shoes. For those of you who don't know about my fierce shoes, it's this nice pair of black dress up boots that I got at macy for half off, granted that it's 1 size smaller than my shoe size...but all you women out there know about the price of beauty.

Anyhow, so I was looking hot walking down the dirty streets of Shanghai to get to work....until I got to work...where i'm sweating like a pig, taking off my shoes and fanning myself. My hair gel is not working out so well in Shanghai, my hair went limp from the heat and the humidity...urgh....how do those chinese boys survive with their feminine long hair is beyond me. Anyhow, I sat around work until....lunch time because the driver is no where to be found. Went to lunch with Josh @ Wagas ( will write more later on this FABULOUS joint). Got back, sit around some more, read Wallpaper that Shu We (or is it Shu Wen?) loan to me...then finally found the driver. I get to take Josh along with me for company, so he and I left for the place. Through miscommunication, i end up taking pictures of the area that I thought were the site plan...but in fact, just some random building that is being built. What I was suppose to do was take pictures of the lobby of this one building as well as the interior signage of the place. And josh and I get into a fight for nothing...grrr...well i get to go back tomorrow to do this. But my 40 minutes walk to work, my half an hour of walking around taking pictures, and my 40 minutes walk from work in those shoes....killed my feet. And I have a giant blister on the heel of my left foot...not so hot anymore...but those shoes...I look so good. lol. So yeah, that's work so far.

As for Shanghai, I have discovered probably the best little deli spot for lunch in Shanghai. No Chinese food here, but it serves AMAZING baguette and pasta...AND on top of that, I found out that after 6 PM, their pasta is only 28 yuan...which is about 4 bucks for this giant bow of deliciousness. Oh, the place name is WAGAS. It's where alot of corporate people came out to lunch and foreigners too. I've seen some decent loaf of wonderbread there. YEs, Josh and I came up with the nick name of Wonderbread to all the white men that I try to spot in Shanghai. It's cute, I know.

I made dinner tonight when I got home. Josh and I had bought what we thought was pre-breaded chicken....but upon tasting it, I'm not sure what it's...could be breaded dog for all I know, delicious though. But Josh came home after he left work to go find this climbing gym, but apparently he failed miserably and have been biking for like 3 hours. We had dinner and then he left to get normal ice cream while I enjoy this "rum & raisin" ice cream we got. Josh is not a fan of this ice cream because...well it's basically is just rum. I can get drunk off of this stuff...I love it. I would take a spoonful of ice cream, wince because of the alcohol content and then let out a sigh.... it's like taking a delicious shot.

Not much is going on in Shanghai with me these days. Work is slow, i spent most of my day walking to and from work. Contemplating getting a bike...but the traffic. Oh, and I think Shanghai pollution is the cause behind my sporadic cough...Oh and I came up with a game recently. Whenever I see a Chinese girl sashaying my way, i turn on my fierces walk and try to out walk her while pretending that I'm a top model. Everyone should do this once in a while.

Anyway, sorry for the random stream of consciousness tonight, I'm a bit tire. Time for me to go to bed now. Night all. Write to me.

2 comments:

Rachel said...

i told you about those damn shoes. you're so vain. hehe god, i want some of that drunken ice cream. oh and don't worry about that random stream of conciousness. i am the queen of that.

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