Finding peace on visiting Shanghai, after 37 years

After being mostly confined to Beijing in the past four years, I finally joined my friends on a trip to Shanghai over the weekend. Since there was a time constraint, we decided to fly both ways and leave the high-speed train for another day. When I told my father, who had visited Shanghai from India 37 years ago, about this upcoming trip, he asked me to look for the Peace Hotel and, if possible, send him a photograph of the place.

We stayed at the Jinjiang Metropolo Hotel Classiq, YMCA. I asked a friend who lives in Shanghai about the Peace Hotel and he told me it was a 25-minute walk from there.

Soon after we landed and freshened up, we took a stroll. On the GPS, the Peace Hotel seemed not far from where we were. But every time we walked to a new place, a mall or a restaurant, or some shop selling souvenirs or tea, the GPS showed we had walked further away. I didn't want to force my friends to change our plans, though I did mention once that I would like to see the Peace Hotel.