We pushed and shoved our way up to the front so that we could get a shot or two of the city while it was all lit up for the national holiday.

The bright lights pointing everywhere, combined with the constant smog, makes everything light up like the blade runner movie.




I can practically hear the blaring announcements to begin a new life again out in the colonies. Or perhaps a geisha woman singing for beer.



We finally made it to The Bund, the historic banking center of Shanghai. Tall European buildings stared impassively down at us.