After a few hours dealing with my photos and making a few notes in my rather well-appointed hotel room, I decided to do a little local exploration. Although in the centre of Shanghai the hotel was set off the road and, since I was also on the fourteenth floor, it was wonderfully quiet. The hotel was part of a complex of buildings consisting of a tall block of offices, various spas, a pool, conference rooms and several restaurants. It was part of a luxurious world, one which I imagine is quite familiar to businessmen, but new to me.
Walking past the kitchens I noticed fish tanks,
and when I asked if I could take pictures I was told that I could by a couple of cheery chefs.
This, I guess, was death row for fish
As westerners, we tend to balk at such things, but perhaps we should not if we also eat them. It was, in any case, clean and fresh, so I suppose these animals' final hours were relatively happy ones.