We woke up the next morning to the sound of Steve saying "I am finding something to wear even if that is all we do."
Our itinerary was set.
So off we went to the French Concession. I find it so odd that Shanghai considers itself the Paris of the East and that the French had a presence here so long ago - just odd.
We bought a couple of cheap beers and started shopping.
After shopping for a little bit,l I had found a couple of things, Steve found a jacket and Jarod had just found bitterness. Typical.
One of the tour books we had mentioned a Propaganda Museum that was worth checking out. So we postponed the shopping and headed down to the museum.
This was so cool - these posters ran the gamut of messages, from stuff about steel to stuff about America. I thought the ones talking about American imperialism and race issues in the US were definitely the most interesting.
After the museum, we went back for some more shopping, but again, not without a beer in hand.
How lovely life is when you can shop with beer.
Also, I have to say how much I love shopping with/for boys. I got such joy out of playing stylist for Jarod and Steve and making those shopgirls WORK.
After shopping, we headed to a Lonely Planet-recommended lounge.
Manifesto was so good - the waiters were cute ex-pats who gave us some hints on where to go that night
After that, we headed back to the hotel to prep for our first night out in China.