Shanghai Thang
I love this international scene – after having dinner with all of the Shanghai based reporters – everything from Peking duck to freshly made noodles in broth – we walked in and around the nightlife and wound up at a jazz club to hear Arlene sing – that’s right her name is Arlene – she and her husband are moving to Saigon so everyone wanted to see her one last time – she was just beginning a new set when we walked in and she made everyone hush up so the club dark, smoky, and then quiet just came alive when she belted out “Fly me to the moon!” – which coincidentally I had just been singing in the elevator – and the international crowd was almost like appointments made to render the scene perfect.