how can i ever forget those nights in Shanghai? it was simply magical. walking on nanjing road in april when the weather was cool and drinking hot red bean soup at the same time. then comes cruising huangpu river in the night where the wind blow past my face like knife sliding across. meeting the perfect strange in xiangyang market while busy haggling for a lower price. the nights in shanghai, though short, made me did some soul searching. i should not be spending money like running water tap. i will rather join in the ‘xiao long bao’ queue in chen huang miao. and did i mention that there’s ferry service from shanghai to osaka? gives me another reason to go to shanghai and then to japan. haha.