Five hours to kill before boarding for Singapore, one trip into town and the discovery that, out of all my music on the iPad, only one has survived an iOS update, many thanks Tim Cook. Still, it’s from Les Sages Poètes de la Rue. Somehow it fits with Pudong and even if it didn’t, it’s the only song I’ve got to listen to.
La loi de la jungle tue, si tu es pas roi tu es perdu.
Le roi, ce n’est pas moi.
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I’ve got a feeling we aren’t talking about the same song here, Rich! 😀
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The kings of this concrete jungle appear to be the usual shutter-happy crowd. Or should we anoint the towers themselves? I spent mere hours in Pudong but enjoyed the architecture quite a bit.
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Interesting question, Lexi! I suppose they could be the towers (or the Party!) but I’m sure the Sages Po meant someone else to be the king…
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Wow, such impressive monolithic structures. So many little people buzzing around inside, I imagine. That sucks about the music transfer. I had the same problem, but I’ve got two songs: one by Beck and one by Jack White. But maybe it was synchronicity that this particular song accompanied you around Shanghai. Five hours is enough time to go into Shanghai? I’d be stressing…
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Well, Beck isn’t a bad artist to be left with. Jack White is a good second!
Were 5 hours enough? Well, sorta. I was first out of the plane as I was lucky enough to be flying in the pointy end, no one was at immigration – first there too, result! – then the Maglev and a short-ish metro journey. What almost did it was the queueing to go to the skyscraper, which I’ll mention sooner or later, and immigration going out of the country, but it still went smoothly.
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