Some of my favourites at the Propaganda Centre included two Great Leap Forward posters entitled “十五年内超过英国” (Shiwu nian nei chaoguo Yingguo)—or, “Exceeding Britain within fifty years”. Prescient indeed.
Ben, for some reason I feel you would like this.
On the second leg of the prestigious Ian-Wanho cultural exchange program, currently hosting my excellent Seoul guide back in Shanghai. Highlights have included a trip to the bohemian art world of 莫干山路/Moganshan Road and the Shanghai Propaganda Poster Art Centre (spelled “centre”!), a slightly unorthodox but fascinating gem housed in the basement of a French Concession apartment building.
Strange things that happen when you’re far away from old Blighty #37: using various circuitous routes to find out the Chinese names of classic English novels with which to watch BBC television adaptations on Baidu.
Pride and Prejudice: 傲慢与偏见
This aeroplane also stands at the southern end of campus. I’d be able to make this post far more exciting if I could remember anything written on that white plaque.
Feeling slightly feverish yesterday, I decided to walk rather than cycle to the metro station. Result: I actually got to take in how nice my campus is for the first time in quite a while. Here’s the old south gate. The palm trees, and this warming Instagram effect, give the impression that it might be quite tropical here in February Shanghai. That would be a LIE.
My last post was a bit of a lie because I’d already returned from Seoul when I posted it. Excellent city, made even better by excellent friends to show me the ropes. And take me climbing, in the snow, without any proper equipment, on one of Korea’s coldest February days recorded in 30 years. Genuinely excellent. (Wanho: this is equivalent to the highest thank you.)
Oh hey there Seoul
Very leisurely day yesterday (the first in a while where I haven’t at least pretended to be getting on with something “Very Important”) involving meeting 毛毛/Mao Mao, wandering around an extraordinarily busy Yuyuan, attending an eye-wateringly expensive private tea ceremony (for which I’m glad I have friends who can get me out of sticky situations), taking the boat from the Bund and walking along the Pudong side of the river (pictured), and finally returning to the 留学生/foreign students for a good night with a lot of Suntory and a lot more rice wine. Not a good day today, as a consequence.