last weekend was tomb-sweeping day here in china.
this means two things:
1) the chinese take a holiday to visit the graves of their ancestors to clean their grave as well as bring them food and partake in a handful of other activities such as burning fake money (this tradition luckily did not lead to another new year’s stampede deaths…but i am not sure the importance of activities involving fake money…i will research a bit more on this…)
2) westerners don’t have to work.
and like that, westerners jetted off to other exotic provinces and nearby countries.
meanwhile, tk and i decided to stay here and explore shanghai. since arriving here a month ago, we had not seen the famous skyline of the biggest city in the world. lame. i also never thought i would want to do a staycation. i felt like it is a lame excuse for people who don’t plan ahead of time.
let’s do a really cool trip to that one place 20 minutes away! the staycationer would proudly proclaim.
i hated to admit that this was now us. we didn’t plan ahead of time. so we were here and although we have wanted to explore, it was more by default of not planning in advance that we decided to staycation.
it worked out though.
earlier that week my Chinese friend proudly shared that shanghai was home to the highest bar in the world. i eagerly looked it up and wallah! it was in the hyatt!
shameless plug: tk and i are proud platinum-almost-diamond-members of the hyatt hotel club. it is one of our personal goals to visit as many as we can around the world. so far so good i would say. i would suggest signing up.
i researched a bit to find out that the park hyatt shanghai is actually the tallest hotel in the world. along with the grand hyatt next door, both hyatt’s house two of the top five highest bars in the world.
the following monday we set off on the subway with one small carry-on in one hand and my camera in the other. it was clearly going to be a safer and calmer adventure this time around. its not like that one time we partied with an ex-korean pop star that we met at a luah or that one time when we involuntarily helped smuggle watches into cambodia.
we glided, in a very bumpy manner, towards our destination, the Bund. we checked-in to the grand hyatt, walked across the street to the park hyatt and flew our way up to the 97th floor for lunch. if you are in any way claustrophobic or acrophobic, no worries…it only took 55 seconds to get from floor 1 to floor 97. not too shabby! and we met some american tourists on our way up.
from there, i will let the photos speak of our trip.
i will just have to end with this:
dear staycation & professional staycationers,
i apologize i called you lame. i do believe that sometimes you can end up being a fun experience. i am sorry i didn’t believe in you before this.
your new acquaintence-maybe-someday-friend, bethany