To realize that in every place you visit there’s something rooted deeper than what you see on the surface, things you could only know from being in that culture, or living amongst that culture, or connecting with that culture.
In Truth . . . Shanghai
In Truth . . . Shanghai
Shanghai. I can see it now, closing my eyes . . . tall skyscrapers reaching up and disappearing into the mist, abstract architecture blending together in just the right kind of array to get one questioning how these buildings came to be formed, and who designed them. There’s metal twirling upwards, lights flashing sideways spelling…
Revealed Travel 