Background: Big Pants. Foreground: Lunch of Champions. |
Remember all the walking I did yesterday in dress shoes? It caught up to me. The first few days I didn't venture far from the hotel, although after I learned how to translate ibuprofen ("brufen" apparently), things were much improved. Suzhou is an easy city to walk around in because you can use landmarks to help determine where you are. And by landmarks, I mean Big Pants.
Most evenings I would wander around Suzhou and end up in Central Park. Not as large as our central park, there were a number of activities every night. Slacklining (the only one I tried, also a bad fit for dress shoes), Tai Chi, ballroom dancing, choreographed hiphop dancing, and even pickup laser tag... with better equipment than you find in most legit laser tag arena's around here. I found the gear they were using, but no other references.
I've read this book. |
And either the future or past of that last picture |
On my last night in China I was planning to hit the bars in Old Town with another guy from my company. You know, get drunk with the locals, wake up without a kidney, your typical crazy expat fun. However, he didn't show up, so I took the metro back out to Times Square for Pizza. Pizza
After that I wandered Times Square a bit and made my way out to the lake. Found a guy selling laser pointers, and despite initially dismissing him, ended up making my way back there. Negotiated down to 60RMB from 100 (a bit too easily, makes me wonder how little he pays for them?!) for a green laser pointer. I even got the demo model, which I'm sure was the strongest of the batch. I'm gonna guess 75-100mw. For $10. I was amazed. Wandered around the lake, skirting a film crew and more laser-hawkers - and avoiding their lasers, which were pointed towards the pedestrian bridges at about head height, so you'd be sure to see it, even if it was the last thing you ever saw in that eye.
Seriously, you couldn't ask for a better locating landmark. |
It's traditional to take a picture of the speedometer. |
The ride was great. We left the station and smoothly accelerated up to 160mph. After that, acceleration was slower and evened out at 180mph. This was the morning train, the midday trains hit 250mph, and the evening train 275 - I guess I'll just have to try it again. I'd compare it to being in a low flying jet, smoothly streaking past the scenery, under bridges, and banking in all the turns. The only frightening moment was when the opposing train came by at a closing speed of 600kmh. Before I could even turn to look the entire train had passed, and all I saw was a businessman with his phone out, recording (not his, but...) and smiling. As an engineering nerd, I recommend it to everyone.
The flight home was long and unremarkable, except that time bent again and I managed to squeeze 24 hours of not sleeping into 12 on the clock. Oh, and Japanese airports are just like American airports. All in all, I loved the trip. I wish I'd had more time to do touristy/historical things... but... next time? I'm doing my best to get assigned to another professional project that will "force" me to go back, so I can experience (and taste) even more of China.
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