With our trip to Nicaragua only a couple days away, it’s time for J and I to frantically start packing.
Busy, busy, busy, as the Bokononists say.
While my previous post pretty much summed up my thoughts about Shenzhen (specifically, the feeling of a lack of a distinct culture to the city), there were a couple experiences in the last two days J and I spent there that stood out for me.
Before I really get into the meat of this entry… The flight from Shenyang to Shanghai was my first brush with anything above basic economy class.
The Shenyang Metro is a whole different beast than its Beijing big brother.
To me, a tripod is an absolute necessity.