Ningbo lies just over two hours south of Shanghai, and was the site of my most recent work related adventure. I had the pleasure of being put up in the Park Hyatt, a hotel which soundly put all others to shame. The place is brand new, huge and immaculate. I spent most of my time there picturing myself a part of the royalty from which I am so far removed.
It was a strange trip, at least on a personal end. It has been a bumpy return to China, and at times I feel that I am in a dream state. The hotel very much complimented this sensation of other-worldliness, pushing my sensations somewhere between euphoria and disorientation. I spent an evening walking around with the camera, hoping to shake the combination of exhaustion, jetlag and stress. Most of the pictures I took were complete crap, and this photo is no exception. It is flat and doesn’t have much subject to speak of, but in a strange way it makes me feel exactly as I did while I was setting it up; the dream that was the Ningbo Park Hyatt.