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After my Japanese nut dinner my hosts tried to bundle me into a cab. In Shanghai on a Saturday night this can be hard to achieve.

Lacking patience I said I would walk the ten kilometres. In truth I wanted to see the old city at night.

My Chinese were horrified at the prospect of such an exertion. I suspect they were considering an ambulance as option two.

I assured them that I am fit and have a freakish sense of direction. I won the debate and set off. Stopping only when I saw an interesting bar or similar.

There’s a shit load of bars in Shanghai.

I got in at dawn. None the wiser. A few acquaintances richer. Many RMB lighter. Lost without battery. And fucking tired.