I never thought I'd say it, but I love high rise living. Having never lived above the second story (20 feet) off ground level, I'm really trying to adjust to being 400+ feet in the air. Coming home from work with takeout Chinese food (or, 'Food" as they call it here in China) really makes me feel like an eagle or something bringing food back to Lizzie and Ingrid in the perch. I've been monkeying around with a new panorama photostitch software program. These photos are a stitch taken out of our windows during night and day. Click on the photo for a bigger shot. The photos are a bit fisheye-ed, but I was trying to capture 180 degrees on horizon plus 90 degrees on the third dimension. As with rearview mirrors, objects in photo's are closer than they appear.
We're on the 45th floor, but in actuality its the 41st floor because the Chinese are superstitiously terrified of the number 4 because phonetically it sounds like the pronunciation of 'death.' So there is no floor 4, 14, 24 or 34. Floors starting in the 40's are alright because the phonetics are different apparently. Ironic that no one is concerned about death living 40+ stories tall, but the Chinese are not big on irony I'm told. Those of you have visited will agree, our views rock and I hope these pics will lure others to visit.
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