The Peninsula Shanghai
No prices found through our partners. Please contact the business directly or check some of our recommended alternatives.
How has this hotel rated in the past?
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
Photos of The Peninsula Shanghai
Travelers also looked at:
TripAdvisor Reviews The Peninsula Shanghai
Travel Blogs from Shanghai
... our coats look like staying in the case till we get back to the UK and hopefully by then they won't be necessary either! After the water town we visited a silk factory and although we had actually seen it before it was still fascinating. Brian even persuaded me to buy a silk quilt, pillows and covers for home - looks like we might have to redecorate our ...
... in the image of a grossly overladen bicycle, laboriously peddled by a thin shabbily coated man through a toxic, sulphurous dark night.
We did not need or want a glamorous hotel for the one short evening before we flew out to Rome and onto Sicily the following day. All we needed was a clean, comfortable room with close proximity to the Pudong International Airport. Although our agent David was concerned about our ...
... news today said there were around 300,000 at the Bund. But that's what the news said. We felt like there were a lot more. On the way there every street in every direction from People's Square to the Bund was choked with people. Traffic was at a complete standstill and this was two hours before midnight!
We finally stopped against the wall of the Shanghai Bank at the Bund where we had to wait ...
... any longer. And I will comment that it is about time. It wasn't helping me to change fast enough, so I left.
But obviously it is the same everywhere. Because it is not a condition of society, but rather a condition of self. Although I must also admit having different reflections of surroundings to look into is not without merits all it's own. Especially surroundings where the nature of the individual interaction falls after that of the ...
... market following the curve of the street selling every damned thing you could think of. We came back down the other side of the bridge carful to follow close behind Coco as she bobbed and weaved through the crowd, dodging hawkers, touts, garbage, bikes, scooters, people, animals, puddles, concrete dividers and food stalls. Squee! She asked us where we wanted to go but, again, we like everything. Take us somewhere you like. We went to a noodle ...