I Don't Know Whether to Laugh or Cry

In London,  this would be some kind of bold street art installation called "The Mopper's Revolt". In China, it is a randomly placed, 5" tall,  bathroom tiled, podium-like structure at the center of a busy intersection. At one point, it may have been used to direct traffic, but has now become a shelter for homeless mops. Mops of all sizes and colours, different mops everyday. This is right outside my house and I have never seen who leaves the mops there or IF they come to claim them. I am setting up a charity for all of these abandoned mops. It's called Adopt-a Mop, because no mop should get left behind.

Decathlon, where people go to sit down. I know these pictures look like I am just creeping! I was actually disappointed that these photos did not properly convey the point I am trying to make. You can only take so many pictures of a cheap, two-man tent before people start wondering what you are doing. People apparently have a distaste for park benches and public seating in this country. They sit on demo furniture for a very, very long time. Longer than you are willing to wait for your turn. Forget about  actually trying out the sofa at IKEA that you would like to purchase, unless you want to evict an entire Chinese family which has moved into one of those little model room/houses and tucked their kids into the beds. On the bright side, if you want to catch a little old lady to bring home and clean your house, you could just unfold a lawn chair on the sidewalk and wait...

You can apparently get anything delivered in this city. ANYTHING.

Oh look, a big pile of rubble on the ground and a humongous digger.That's not too special. Except that this particular pile of rubble and heavy machinery are inside the pre-school complex where I used to work. During lunch, the children were taking turns playing "hop the hole", "climb the digger" and having snowball fights with rocks. So cute!

But don't worry, while all of this was taking place, the workmen were nearby... taking a nap on the grass.

But, just when I think this place is too wacky for me to handle, it suddenly redeems itself the only way a high-speed, developing nation knows how: by  introducing a "new and never before seen" trend to it's consumers a la Backtreet Boys and the Venus Razor. Welcome back Furby, welcome back.