Its true: in a non-heated apartment room, I can easily see my breath vaporize in the cold air. Very cold air.
I’m back in Shanghai, back where it takes hours for me to do the groceries, and the temptation to satisfy the tummy with cheap instant noodles to save up on expenses is apparent. I’m donning a bonnet, just-bought ‘warm socks‘ from Lotus Supercenter, a black UP Diliman shirt over generic red long sleeves; I’d feel overly preppy if I were back in Manila, but here, its a cheap-ass way to fight the cold.
Only other good news I’ve heard so far is that we’d be having a 4 or 5 day Christmas holiday, and semi-good news is that I know the price of the Shanghai river tour: 60 kwai/RMB. Have. To. Go. It’ll be lovelier at night, I suppose, but I’m expecting my camera’s not-so-capable of capturing shots on a moving vessel, so daytime tour it is.
Ni hao? I haven’t blogged anything substantial for days, so I hope I get to go somewhere, or do something, soon.