The suburb is built around an old Jesuit mission. Somewhere inside the backstreets stands the Saint Ignatius Loyola Catholic Library. Magnificent, I'm told, though I've yet to find it. Read on for what we have found so far...
Our apartment compound lies just off Hong Qiao road, a standard-massive-eight-lane-super-concourse (plus bike lanes!). Hong Qiao means 'Rainbow Bridge'. Home is Building 2, one of four 20-storey, oldish residential blocks. I figure the pale green walls hide the aircon gutter sludge better than grey.
After the chaos and clattering of the New Year celebrations, we saw a wedding procession leave from our building. The red tatters on the ground are remains of firecrackers. Lots and lots of them. That had been going all night.
The compound's community notice board says "Celebrating the Spring Festival"
The local market has piles upon piles of fresh fruit and vegies for sale. Purchasing it usually requires hagglings skills Natalie and I have yet to fully develop.
On the other side are salty pancake stalls, some small specialty grocers, a 7-11 and a sort of noodle shop without cooking facilities (DIY cha mian).
This super-mega-Hong Qiao road out the front...
And a quiet lane at the back...
Ten minutes walk up the road lies the commercial titan intersection, Xu Jia Hui:
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In other developments, Nat bought a new phone, I bought a non-stick pan and we joint-purchased a little digital camera. I'm off home now to see how Nat did at her first day at work.

