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July 17th, 2008 – by: Linqueen
Deciding not to ride to the top of the tower, we entered a massive, eight-story mall and enjoyed a bowl of egg noodles and a hot pot at an establishment called "Noodles Plus.
Unable to find a taxi not already carrying passengers, we walked on foot to our hotel, passing through the world that was so unfamiliar and shocking on our first day in Shanghai.
After showering in our hotel room, we took a taxi to the restaurant we had eaten at the previous night. We enjoyed two bowls of noodles and a side of rice flour rolls. After dinner we walked across the street to enjoy a Chinese acrobatic show at the Shanghai Center. I was dissapointed when busloads of American and other foreign tourists pulled up to the venue as well. When traveling, I like to avoid tourist traps, such as this, and I focus on making my experience as authentic as I am comfortable doing. The show turned out to be entertaining, despite the initial disappointment, and we were tired and ready to return to the hotel at conclusion.
As we were exiting our taxi in front of our hotel, we noticed a mob of people, a few police officers, and a police car. Interested in the commotion, we decided to stay and watch whatever was about to happen. We watched the policemen arrest a young, shirtless teenager and put him in the back of the police car. As this was occuring, I had a strange and unexplicable impulse. I wanted to pull out my camera and photograph the event! Keep in mind, I have been watching numerous documentaries and reading several books to familiarize myself with China and Chinese culture. I have read several, detailed accounts of journalists being thrown into police cars or beaten for photographing scenes that they should not have been. Yet, what did I do? I pulled out my camera into the dark night, aimed my lens in the direction of the mob, pressed the button, and my flash exploded into the night! Immediately, one of the police officers shot his head up and stared me down intensely. Frightened, Jason and I quickly walked into our hotel and ran to the elevator. Since the elevator was taking far too long, we dashed into the stairwell and headed up to our room. Safely in our own bed in our own room, we fell asleep, scared that we would awake to a pounding on our door!
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