The Shanghai skyline sits across a river connecting to the great world of the Pacific. When you stand on The Bund looking out across moving waters reflecting the luminosity of a young, wild city, you become filled with electric feeling. Just like seeing New York for the first time, you feel a whoosh of air that reminds you of life’s infinite ranges, how it all begins with the idea of an individual to create art through buildings shaped like pearls and illuminating differing shades of yellow, pink, blue, all making the night into something that feels as if it’s literally in motion. You stand looking at this sight for an excessive amount of time because it begins to talk to you, and you remember that you’re in a place filled with polar opposites of what you’re comforted with. The Bund brings the actions of your worldly travels all together: how new and fresh a change of scenery can be, how a skyline can encompass the merging of East and West, of businesses that once feared to work together now thriving off of the international merging taking place each day. Coming from Beijing, The Bund stands tall as something all too foreign, how to get there you must travel through a pseudo Times Square littered with Western ideals of beauty in the forms of Forever 21 and Haagen-Daaz advertisements and stores screaming from every direction. How eerie it is that Shanghai is both full of foreigners and simultaneously the Chinese who are relinquishing the beauty of traditional culture in hopes of money and business expansion. The Bund overlooking that grand skyline is, what you can only believe to be, like standing 75 years into the future, staring globalization stark in the face and wondering where it all went. And then you again realize that you’re still in the country of the Forbidden City and pagodas that give detail an entirely new connotation. The sights and sounds of The Bund fill you with the exhaustion and beauty of an ever-changing world, and how exhilarating it is to be able to stare it in the face, questioning yourself and the world around you as if a city’s skyline might possibly hold the answers. You continue looking anyway, the sight to rare and exotic to step away from slowly.