Only after being in China for a year do I really appreciate London's diversity. For living, we concentrated on one area, E2. At the beginning we were pioneers, "I don't understand why you guys want to live here" said our first landlord, "I bought this building for £100k and didn't expect to get it back". Now look at it, all grown up! (again)
After starting with a generous, punchy glass of sangria (RMB30) at a cozy candlelit table, we were ready to be impressed by Taska, the Spanish chain that first broke into China with a shop in the Madrid Pavilion. It’s too bad the tapas here fell short.
With the recent surge in Mexican restaurants and much hype surrounding El Mexicano across town, we journeyed west to see if their Gubei outpost has been living up to the reputation. The verdict, going good, but could do with giving their Chihuahua sized portions a bark and bite upgrade to make a claim for top-dog.
Southwold. Picturesque village of two dozen seafood restaurants, the Adnams brewery and beach huts that sell for thirty thousand pounds.
After 3 weeks of play fighting, midnight racing and all-round sprattling... it’s time to say goodbye to Monster Truck and Pip. Now Larry can stop puffing herself out to 120% actual size and Lady might come out from under the bed… and we can get a good night’s sleep. That’s not to say they won’t be missed – for sure it has been a pleasure to have 4 colour co-ordinated kitties around the house.
Found it! The elusive Haibao robot, hanging around in the built case pavilions on the cool side of the river. Added to the collection of lesser spotter Haibao (What is the plural? Haibaii? Thanks Shanghaiist for the answer) around the city.