M Day
Meal.
Museum.
Meal.
Massage.
Meal.
Massage.
(More photos.)
A simple day today, but spanning hours and hours due to the insane traffic. Tomorrow is National Day in China, making the already awful traffic in Shanghai even worse. It made Los Angeles look good. No joke. At one point, vehicles were parked on the freeway for at least 10 minutes, with drivers and passengers standing outside of the cars/taxis/trucks and chatting between lanes. Imagine just hanging out in the middle of the 405. Candace and Barry almost started a game of bridge on the road.
I’m not a big museum person, but the Shanghai Museum was bearable. It extended vertically rather than horizontally (with fancy escalators) and then had multiple exhibits clearly marked on each floor. Jade. Sculpture. Coins. Furniture. Porcelain (I wondered if what we call China they call Here).
So you’re probably curious why the 2 massages today. Well, there’s a very good reason. The first massage was with Candace and Barry following the museum – a one-hour oil body massage. Mostly focusing on the back and legs. But while we were walking around to find a taxi afterwards, my feet were feeling incredibly neglected. And rightfully so – they have been doing most of the work these days. Nevertheless, I was all set to tell them “tough luck” and call it a night when some masterful bargaining made a hotel foot massage worth while: 100 yuan instead of 280 (12 bucks instead of 30 something) and in my room instead of their little lounge. I’m typing this as my big toe is getting cracked.
Now time for a game, inspired by yesterday’s walk through the Shanghai knock-off markets: Bootleg Bewilderment. For some reason, the front covers of bootleg DVDs in China look legitimate and accurate, but the plot summaries on the flip side are just laugh-out-loud ridiculous. Some times referring to a completely different movie, but often times just a scrambled, random, and wordy attempt to translate the real one from Chinese back into English. We’ll start off easy:
“The fertile boon of Pete Wilson and WEN SI – s of the text – in Europe plays a rightness of double friends who divorced, two personal pair of T he weekend time is use wedding of attend various each kind, take birdsmaid of the bubble as the fun ummer is The wedding season, but this film e merge to our is absolutely wedding of another one side.Since new The is already the beauty, so two typical model HUA HUA GONG whom fertile boon of text – Pete Wilson of Europe, WEN SI – play Son the target stare at at birdsmaid of body.The creativity of this film come from 'my grand G reece wedding', take steeping the birdsmaid and very quickly flinging off as to sell the point lately, it may be said is a bad customs pole.”
I couldn’t have explained it better myself.
Name that movie…
A simple day today, but spanning hours and hours due to the insane traffic. Tomorrow is National Day in China, making the already awful traffic in Shanghai even worse. It made Los Angeles look good. No joke. At one point, vehicles were parked on the freeway for at least 10 minutes, with drivers and passengers standing outside of the cars/taxis/trucks and chatting between lanes. Imagine just hanging out in the middle of the 405. Candace and Barry almost started a game of bridge on the road.
I’m not a big museum person, but the Shanghai Museum was bearable. It extended vertically rather than horizontally (with fancy escalators) and then had multiple exhibits clearly marked on each floor. Jade. Sculpture. Coins. Furniture. Porcelain (I wondered if what we call China they call Here).
So you’re probably curious why the 2 massages today. Well, there’s a very good reason. The first massage was with Candace and Barry following the museum – a one-hour oil body massage. Mostly focusing on the back and legs. But while we were walking around to find a taxi afterwards, my feet were feeling incredibly neglected. And rightfully so – they have been doing most of the work these days. Nevertheless, I was all set to tell them “tough luck” and call it a night when some masterful bargaining made a hotel foot massage worth while: 100 yuan instead of 280 (12 bucks instead of 30 something) and in my room instead of their little lounge. I’m typing this as my big toe is getting cracked.
Now time for a game, inspired by yesterday’s walk through the Shanghai knock-off markets: Bootleg Bewilderment. For some reason, the front covers of bootleg DVDs in China look legitimate and accurate, but the plot summaries on the flip side are just laugh-out-loud ridiculous. Some times referring to a completely different movie, but often times just a scrambled, random, and wordy attempt to translate the real one from Chinese back into English. We’ll start off easy:
“The fertile boon of Pete Wilson and WEN SI – s of the text – in Europe plays a rightness of double friends who divorced, two personal pair of T he weekend time is use wedding of attend various each kind, take birdsmaid of the bubble as the fun ummer is The wedding season, but this film e merge to our is absolutely wedding of another one side.Since new The is already the beauty, so two typical model HUA HUA GONG whom fertile boon of text – Pete Wilson of Europe, WEN SI – play Son the target stare at at birdsmaid of body.The creativity of this film come from 'my grand G reece wedding', take steeping the birdsmaid and very quickly flinging off as to sell the point lately, it may be said is a bad customs pole.”
I couldn’t have explained it better myself.
Name that movie…

Melvoin you have awful timing once again. I literally stepped out to go to the bathroom for like two minutes and by the time I came back, you had already called and moved on to your fiftieth sketchy massage of the trip. Anyways, please call me soon again; we have so much to catch up on…on weekdays at like 10 pm my time is good. I can’t believe you’ve been gone so long. I’ve officially been gone for five weeks now and it’s ridiculous. Don’t worry, though, there is a Valley reunion in Providence, with those scary RISDemons, over Halloween. Drop by if you can?!? Alright, Condoleeza Rice is here to speak so I’m off; don’t hate me because I’m red.
September 30th, 2005 at 1:17 pmDear Charlie,
Once again your photos are amazing—please thank Jamie for taking such good ones of you too! So good to ichat with you this morning and to see Candace, Barry, Barbara and Roger too. I am hoping I am getting a souvenir from the One Meter Sunshine Camel Bell Shop. Is there really a pig in the bag?
love, Mom
September 30th, 2005 at 3:31 pmDitto to your mom’s comments. Great pix! Great posts! Saturday morning, Man U. ahead of Fulham 3-2 in a tight match deep into second half; Red Sox held on to beat Yankees yesterday 5-4, so they’re tied for first with two regular games left. Cleveland lost to White Sox, so currently both Boston and NY one game ahead of them for wild card spot (I know how much this means to you; I’m wearing my Red Sox jersey at present). Off to take your mother to an all-day UCLA class in a few minutes; I’ve got a full day of writing ahead; hope to finish this draft tomorrow. Pitch session on Wednesday to ABC for a new project I’m excited about. Two more weeks in this walking cast before graduating to a ski boot of some sort. Rosh Hashana Monday night and Tuesday morning. Know how much you’ll be missing that. Safe journey to Hong Kong!! Love, YGOP
October 1st, 2005 at 8:35 amp.s. I guessed the movie. Gone with the Wind. RIght?
October 1st, 2005 at 8:38 am