When you read this, I'll be in Shanghai. It is a sudden decision for Hub and I to visit our daughter. She doesn't know, and I've timed the publishing of this post so that when you read it, the coast is clear.
We plan to arrive at her home, then walk around the area. I can imagine the noise, the smell, the busyness, the little lanes and things and sights that are so interesting and foreign yet familiar to me. We plan to start sending photos to her mobile using a China number around 6 pm, when she should be knocking off work but usually doesn't. We 'll first post maybe a steaming basket of xiao long bao, followed by another photo of us at Waitan (The Bund) or maybe at Xintiandi. The final photo will be taken outside her office. I can imagine her bounding out screaming and crying. I can imagine hugging her and smelling her hair. Hub will have that contented smile on his face.
As I was about to purchase my Royal Brunei ticket, I was alerted by AirAsia's offer to Osaka. I've always wanted to be in Japan for the cherry blossoms. The sakura will have to wait. This spring I'm smelling my daughter's hair.