We were looking in a furniture store on a little street, and the owner motioned us to go outside with her. She locked up the shop and headed down the alley next door and around back. She took us through tiny dark halls, past a kitchen (spic and span) and into a room that had more furniture. It was her home. Her mother was rummaging around in another room. It was all very dark and very hot. No air-conditioning here. She had some beautiful pieces, but the best part was walking through her house. This is the lane we went down. Her door is on the left at the end.


Being the movie fans that we are, we wanted to try and see a movie, any movie. We made our way via metro to this larger than life shopping mall. This was just one of many escalator's servicing 8 floors of shopping.

Way back through a long winding hallway of restaurants (their food court, I guess) we came out onto this theatre.
Of course no one spoke English, nor had they heard of the movie we were trying to see. It had been posted in our English newspaper, Shanghai Daily, as being there, but clearly it wasn't. We'll have to try another strategy for figuring out the movie scene. We headed home to our own dinner and DVD.

We just got back from open house at the girls' school. There is a lot of China even at the International school. Lines, lines, lines! They both have wonderful teachers. They catch the school bus at 7:15 Monday morning. Wow. Here we go.
M