Woke up mid-morning Sunday. Ate leftover lunch, took hot-hot shower, and I was off to the subway, without the slightest idea of where I’m going to. I wanted to see a grand celebration like what I would expect to see in Binondo (Manila), complete with dragon dances.
I arrived at the Lujiazui subway station, a bit surprised that there about 300 people loitering in the area, and about the same number bundled at the Oriental TV Tower nearby. There appeared to be a variety show of some sort there.
I dropped myself off at People’s Square, exepcting that a significant part of the Shanghai population would also be there celebrating. Walking off to random directions, I found myself in Nanjing Road, and thats when I started shooting pictures. Still, no dragon dancing, though there was this rather pathetic old-man performer on roller skates showing off how easily he can maneuver between two plastic juice bottles.
Just went straight the road, and surprisingly found Puxi side of The Bund. The plan was set from then on: continue taking photos of The Bund, wait until it gets dark, and take another set of pictures of The Bund at-night, and Nanjing Lu at-night.
This Bund was a long stretch, and I started where they had a historical park-museum. It was foggy on the Pudong side, and there wasn’t a lot of photo-interesting scenes happening here. This is Shanghai’s version of Manila’s Baywalk, most definitely. Merienda was two kwai salty-and-greasy Chinese-style pizza.
On an estimate, it probably took me less than an hour to arrive at the other end of The Bund. It was nearing dark already, so I sat and rest for about 10 minutes. It was just half of my intended itinerary for the day.
Munched on curry-peppered octopus barbeque, a melon-slice-on-a-stick, and went off for another long walk. I dearly wished I had a more capable camera (I was shooting with a Canon A85 point-and-shoot, dammit), and a frigging tripod. I probably spent 3 kwai already for comfort room fees at this time.
One signature scene of The Bund would be the old-architecture buildings basking in their own glorious yellow light. Thing is, I’m supposing the best point-of-view angles would be in the middle of the street.
Before Nanjing Road, I suddenly noticed the infamous adult shop, manned by middle-aged women. I wouldn’t even dare imagining how a customer would ask for operation instructions for various sex types from the salespeople.
With a Big Mac in the bag for dinner -since I don’t expect I’d be in any condition to cook dinner when I get home- my feet dangled in the harshly neon-lit Nanjing Road. Its been a struggle setting the proper exosures for the light-environment. Also, I badly desired for a wider angle, the whole day.
Halfway, I was near-running. I wasn’t sure what time the subway closes operations, so I was intent to finish this shoot before 9. I might have taken half-a-dozen more photos on the other end of the road, but I wasn’t in a comfortable position to spend on taxi fare. No freaking way.
I got back to Lujiazui before 9:30, which was luckily the final trip of the 971 bus. Surprises of surprises, this was actually the best angle to take shots of the Oriental Pearl.
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