The Shanghai Diaries: Getting Around
Published December 17, 2007
This does not stop the Shanghai taxi service from getting you to your destination as quickly as possible though. Taxi drivers are admirable in their (daredevil-esque) drive to move you quickly to your designated spot. They drive quickly, change lanes on a dime, pay no attention to any traffic laws, and use their horn like they are trying out for the drumming spot at a Led Zeppelin reunion.
I have seen taxis make a left turn from the far right lane on an eight-lane road. I have been in the passenger seat while watching them pass half a dozen cars in a narrow two-lane avenue with oncoming traffic barreling down. I have seen my life pass before my eyes while they cut off buses, trucks, and speeding vans while pulling out into a major highway.
Waiting on red lights is for suckers. If you are at the front of the line at a red light one need only to turn right onto the intersecting road, make a quick half u-turn and then turn right onto the road you were on just moments ago.
Lane dividers are just suggestions. There is absolutely no reason you shouldn’t drive in the middle of those dotted lines so that you can pass two cars at once. Pedestrians are for target practice. Honking your horn makes everything right.
My mom would be proud of me for I have learned to pray while riding in Chinese taxis.
There is much to see in the glorious city of Shanghai and there are many ways to get there including subways, buses, and taxis.
I think I’ll be staying in for the winter.
- The Shanghai Diaries: Getting Around
- Published: December 17, 2007
- Type: Opinion
- Section: Culture
- Filed Under: Culture: Travel
- Part of a feature: The Shanghai Diaries
- Writer: Mat Brewster
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You mean you don't get around on a bicycle?
Also, you should be inquiring how much a ride is and haggle with them before you get in. When your driver rolled down the window, he wasn't asking for directions. He was telling his buddy that drinks were on him when the shift ended because he had just hit the lottery with his American passengers.
Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to sing praises to the most holy of traffic laws, the traffic light!
I like the sound of that, Phillip I'm going to have to ask you to hit up your local precinct for a monthly donation.
Bicho if I knew I was staying longer then I'd buy a bike. Although I'm not sure I would ride it that far as I'd fear for my life.
You can't really bargain with official taxis. They have a meter and you pretty much have to pay that. At least that's what everyone tells me.
There are unofficial taxis (which amounts to strange guys in vans) farther into the city proper and you can bargain with them.


Mat Brewster is an American stumbling as an ex-pat through the streets of Shanghai. He is helped by his lovely wife and an enormous piles of bootleg DVDs. He is chronicling his adventures in the 


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