LAST SATURDAY eug and I went to Shenzhen, China. It’s about an hours train-ride away from HK. And the visa cost me over a hundred US. They charge Americans more. So, Shenzhen is famous for it’s knock-offs. And it’s spas. Eug and I went mainly to buy DVDs. With the recommendation from a friend we went to an openly fake DVD shop. Everywhere else we went in the main mall – people were just walking by whispering “DVD” to us, offering to show us their stash, as though they were selling drugs outside a club. We were a little nervous about bringing them across the border, but the store conveniently offers delivery service for $20 US, guaranteed or your money back. I got them that Monday - from a guy who i met across the street from my office in a sketchy looking van. when he opened the back there were tons of brown packages. We’ve started watching Weeds. So far, I don’t really see what the hype is about.
Shenzhen is much more developed than I imagined. It’s very metropolitan, more so than the Beijing I visited more than 4 yrs ago. And people are definitely new money. The manners are still pretty rough though. They had no qualms about stealing cabs, not NY-style, where it’s sneaky. It was more outright, def. every man for himself. It took us about an hour to catch a cab. we were approached several times by normal cars. one was a van with supertinted windows. not sure how he expects to get customers that way. i've no idea what the name of the restaurant we went to, but it was soooo good. And cheap! Their specialty is a variety of soups, which they keep inside giant pots outside the restaurant.
Afterwards we went to Queen Spa, also on recommendation. It’s a pretty popular destination for HK peeps. My friend didn’t warn me at all about what we to expect. Eug and I both agreed that it was a pretty surreal surreal experience. the place was massive. Probably about 4 stories. We felt like we were on a spaceship heading out to another planet, perhaps 50 years into the future. (when I tell my friend this, she’s totally surprised. Apparently it’s quite common in china.) As you can see from the photo below, all the hostesses are dressed in these white, floor-length coats. not so odd on its own, but def. spacecraft-y. Eug and I headed to separate men’s and women’s dressing rooms. Huge. Super nice. About 4 separate areas. Lotsa unnecessary nakedness. ppl sitting around in front of vanity stations, blow drying their hair. Or watching tv on the sofas. We changed into pajamas. I then made my way up to the third floor to meet Eugene. i don't think I’ve never been so wide-eyed before. There were several open areas with rows and rows of recliners, right next to each other, each with its own small tv. it was pretty bright. All the patrons were in pajamas. No one in their own clothes. (thus I couldn’t sneak my camera up) All the masseuses were girls. some with costumey, sexyish clothes on. There was a wall with a huge photo of the top masseuses of the month, lined up next to each other like rockettes, or bacon. they all had quite strained smiles on. the customers were all in their own world. Just watching tv while they were getting massages, manis, pedis. Some were sleeping. There was a young couple snuggling together on one recliner. It seemed like something that should be done in private, yet everything was in the open. There were about 150 ppl, prob. I think full capacity could hold about 600 ppl? Families were just hanging out. There was a buffet with free fruit, coffee, tea and desserts. Eug and I had a good laugh as we saw one middle-aged guy leaving the dessert station with a wide, child-like grin, licking his ice cream. There was a restaurant with dining tables in nooks, separated by glass walls, with hanging ceiling lamps, set up like you were eating in your own little dining room, everyone in pajamas. but even that wasn't private. you could see everyone. it felt bit voyeuristic. like i had superman's xray vision. I think what weirded me out most was the pajamas, eating hotpot or whatever. a bit mental institution. oh, the similes could go on and on... I had no idea where to look for Eugene. and I kinda freaked out a bit. It felt like a dream. No one understood what I was saying. And they looked at me kinda curiously as if I was speaking an alien language.
Eug and I found each other soon enough and went for our massages. In our own room. The massage was ok. the girls looked a bit trashy. and weren't too pleasant. Afterwards, we hung out, ate our vanilla ice cream in our wafer cones (so good!) and just observed. we got used to it pretty quickly. we even considered staying overnight! thought maybe they had rooms, but they only had separate men's and women's sleeping areas. so we decided next time we'd just spend the entire day there and get the works. I wish I had more pics, but I was told no photos were allowed when I tried to sneak in a few pics as we were leaving.
THE NEXT DAY we went to see our friend Louise’s husband Vance, conduct three pieces for the Hong Kong Chamber Orchestra. He normally plays the bassoon for the HK Philharmonic and it was his first time conducting. He did a great job as far as I could tell. I really enjoyed it. The music was beautiful. Though, I did get sleepy towards the end.
on the wall as we officially entered china - suspected pickpockets.
most of them look the same, to me. 


caught!
one last pic before leaving the spacecraft.