Although endless hours on a tour bus and day after day of Chinese set dinners had been lovely, the last several days we spent in Shanghai by ourselves proved to be most fascinating.
I got to meet relatives that I had never met in my life who treated me like… well, family! Fussing over me and taking me all over town. I got to see where my parents grew up, which was definitely the highlight of the trip.
My dad was from Zhujiajiao, which means the Chu Family Settlement. Yes, it’s an entire village named after my family. I guess I’m kind of a big deal by association. It was a village with a tiny river running through it. Today, it has become a huge tourist attraction. The narrow alleyways are now lined with restaurants, snack food and souvenir shops, and hip little cafes that play Adele.
I also got to visit the very house that my mother grew up in because we still have family that lives there! I had moved 3 times in the last 5 years, so it was mind-blowing to imagine living in the same home for so long. It was definitely interesting to hear stories about my mom and her sisters’ favourite hiding places, and be shown them. It felt vicariously nostalgic.






























