We took a train from Guangzhou to Shanghai, because it wasn't that much slower than a plane and a lot cheaper. It was pretty uneventful overall, and we went from the train station to the hotel we had booked. Except when we arrived, just like the droids in Mos Eisley Cantina, the front desk person pointed at me and said "We don't serve your kind here."
Actually they were very nice, but they didn't take foreigners. Apparently Shanghai has some rules about that, that the rest of China doesn't. Annoying, but oh well. Instead we went to another hotel recommended by the school, which was... meh. But it would be our home for the foreseeable future, because we had three jobs to do:
1) Find an apartment
2) Sort out my visa
3) Get Ella's Shanghai residency
The last two were just paperwork, so unless you are on the edge of your seat wondering about the intricacies of Form 10B-7, I'll skip that. We booked a real estate agent, who was just awesome. We told them where we wanted to live, our price range, and suddenly we were off on motorcycles zipping through the neighborhood. We had a place picked out in two days, oddly the first one we looked at. We were moved in just two days after, and here it is - or at least, the bedroom plus a little bit of the living room and kitchen.
Actually funny story - our agency, Lianjia was really great. But we did look through others. One day as we were getting dropped off for lunch, a dude approached us (I guess seeing we were with Lianjia agents) and asked if we wanted to look places he had. Thus, he was branded as "creepy dude", because that's either quite a coincidence he was there, or he's being pretty stalkerish. Not having anything to do, we did look at his stuff - meh.
I also used another app who's name escapes me, that had beautiful apartments for quite cheap. I asked if they were available, they said yes. I asked for the address, and they were just not matching up - some addresses we had even seen before, and they were not those apartments. When I pointed this out, some ghosted, some tried to bait and switch, while one just admitted the listings were fake to get clients. Thanks for the honesty guy, but also no thanks.
Anyway, I love our new place. It's in between two different metro lines, lots of shops and restaurants outside, and there's three malls just down the street - and they're building a fourth. We spent the week just settling in, getting supplies, and cleaning. We actually have a legit mailbox now, the first time I've had one since leaving America. If you want to send letters/postcards, throw me a message and we can work out an exchange.
After that... off to America! I had about three weeks before work began, and a new nephew we had never met. He would have to wait though, because our flight was to New York. Ella and I had about two days there, or as I've (somewhat) jokingly said, "two days where we lived in The Met". I like The Met. It has some cool stuff. Ella *really* likes the Met. She took a billion photos of a bunch of art, so go look at her Facebook. We also went to The Met Cloisters, which is probably the best kept secret of NYC. Not a secret I guess, since The Met promotes it, but many don't bother to go to the northern tip of Manhattan. Their loss, because it's totally worth it. It's an old monastery from who knows when brought over from Europe piece by piece. You know when Indiana Jones said, "This belongs in a museum!"? This is where it goes. Great place, and better than the actual Met (sorry Ella).
The family is mostly in the "same same" camp, minus our two new nephews. While not surprising, it is interesting to see the older one develop much more of a personality in the past two years. Apparently his personality is "I will never stop talking", in which case he takes after his mother. He is fun, but oh my god is he exhausting to be around sometimes. I don't know how they do it. I'm lucky as a teacher, because after 40 minutes, I'll leave and won't see this kid for another week / a few days. Parenting is just... relentless. I guess I'd learn to love and appreciate it if I was in that position, but currently I'm glad I'm not. The younger nephew reinforces that idea, because he's much more chill. He doesn't really fuss much, and is pretty quiet. Considering his loudmouth brother, they may have a relationship pretty close to mine and my sister's, where I had to wait for her to fall asleep before meekly asking "Is it my turn to talk now?" We'll see how he turns out.
Anyway, full of Mexican food, we weren't heading back to China just yet. We also had three days in New York with Mom and Dad on our way out, you know, to see what exists outside of The Met. Many things were a repeat of my visit a few years ago - the statue, Natural History Museum, Wall Street, Chelsea Market, Chinatown, etc.. As to be expected as one of the "capitals of the world", New York has a bunch of great stuff to see. And I'm sure many of you have been there before, so you don't need me harping on about stuff. But I do want to mention two areas you likely haven't been before, but Ella found on this trip using Chinese website magic. First is The Museum on Eldridge Street, which doesn't really have an accurate name. It's an old Jewish Synagogue that was left to ruin, but now they give tours about it. It was surprisingly cool, and really beautiful, so I'd recommend checking it out. The other standout was Teddy Roosevelt's birthplace. It's just an old house run by the National Park Service, but the tour is really nice. The house is also pretty interesting, and costs a cool $0. Can't beat that.
Now sitting on the flight back to Shanghai, overall it was a good trip. We didn't stay long enough for it to feel stagnant, yet still had almost every day filled with things to do. Plus I got to show Ella NYC, the only city in America I could really ever imagine settling in. Maybe one day we will.
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