Shanghai Expo 2010 - Day 3
Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
371Trip End Feb 26, 2011
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City Centre Hostel, Shanghai
We took the metro and came across a lookalikey straight away (where were they all coming from all of a sudden?) after getting in to the site we had to get a bus over to the Asian area. Now, getting on to a bus here is downright dangerous, the Chinese people seem to have absolutely no form of queuing etiquette, it is literally every man for himself
The first pavilion we saw was Vietnam which was really quite beautiful, I'll just list the others for you, Iran (bit scary with a device that touched you and could heal a wound), Mongolia (lots of Gengis Khan stuff), Republic of Korea (ballet performance and face altering machines?), Afganistan (the land of opportunity?), Bangladesh (lots of crafts), Pakistan (hanging grapes?), China (robots that you couldn't tell the difference from humans, dragons, Terra-Cotta warriors), and Morocco (stunning, stunning, stunning).
The queue for Japan (the one which Rorie really wanted to see) had been huge all day, getting on for at least 2 hours long. So we had decided to leave it to the end when the queues seemed to slacken. To our disappointment the queue was still really long so Andrew decided to adopt the UK Pavilion entry system (which had been successful)
Andrew approached one of the staff on the door (the young girl who looked the easiest to emotionally blackmail) and in a strange 'baby voice' explained the scenario telling her that it would break his heart it we could not see it. Sadly on this occasion the Stephenson charm did not come through for us and we were sent on our way. She was very apologetic but it was a firm, no, no, no.
On the way back to the hostel we got a few beers and a bottle of Vodka for Emer. Then we went back to the room listening to music and chatting. After all the beer had gone we were forced to go down to the hostel bar to drink some more over a few games of pool. Andrew got talking to a Portuguese guy at the bar who told us that he loved the clubs in Beijing, we agreed, but his reason was that the "girls loved my robotic dancing"....now we would have paid to see that, you couldn't make it up.
We got to bed at god knows what time with an early train to catch to Huangshan, it wasn't looking good.