After the conclusion of our dumpling tour, the Husband and I spent several hours wandering through the beautiful tree-lined streets of the French Concession (so named as this part of Shanghai was an official French settlement from 1849-1946). Once again during this walk, I found myself confronted with the feeling that I had been in that part of Shanghai before. Sure, I was walking through the streets of China but everything from the markets, to the formal French gardens, and the architecture reminded me of the Paris I love.
And so I quickly came to the conclusion that if I were to live in Shanghai, I would choose to call the French Concession home.
With daydreams of expat life floating in our head, we called it an early night. The next day would see us board a train and head to the small Chinese city of Qufu; a place that would surprisingly become my favourite stop in our whole trip through China.
Question: If you were to live the expat life, where would you live? To be honest, I’m not sure I could choose! There are so many places in this world that I would love to call home!