It's been a lively 2 weeks in Shanghai! I could have done more. But my intention isn't to pack as many things as possible. It's to spend time with the BFF as if we're in Singapore, Hong Kong and Australia. Whichever the country, there shouldn't be too much difference in terms of lifestyle, but to welcome shared experiences.
Years ago, my jaw dropped when the BFF announced she was moving to China. I was like, 'You're going to die there!' But she's doing well, and has adapted better than I thought. And I'm most pleased her Mandarin is damn good now. She can swear like a local and has learnt how to get around Chinese idiosyncracies. The stories are hilarious. Could I live in this city even with the friends around? I can't. I salute them for having the spunk and grit to make it their home for a few years. As a tourist, do I like the city? I'll be honest and say yes, I like Shanghai. There's something mesmerizing about it.
We spent alot of time out, and an equal amount of chilling indoors in front of the tv, our respective laptops, and laughing at youtube videos, fb updates and whatnots. The last thing I want is for the BFF to have to re-arrange her schedules majorly around my preferences and consideration. Only because it's the BFF that I don't mind invading her lovely apartment to stay in one of the rooms. I won't do this with another friend, and especially not the Aunts, unless that apartment is mine to use for the duration. It's a fair bit of trouble having house guests, especially if you aren't sure of their daily habits, practices and living preferences.
During this sojourn in Shanghai, I've had pockets of solitude and independence. The rest of the time, I've been pampered, spoilt and well-taken care of. I miss having the BFF around and the time we've spent together is unforgettable and precious. All too soon, it's time to leave. The quick journey to the airport was tinged with sadness and I go home with a truckload of memories to hold dear.