I've posted before about the ever-changing landscape of Shanghai, but it still never ceases to amaze me how in-your-face it can be. This weekend, walking from the fabric market to the subway, we stood and watched (with a small group of spectators) this house being torn down. This was the last house standing in what was once a small residential community and will, no doubt, now be the site of yet another group of high-rise apartment or office buildings. It was dramatic to watch, reminding me of reading Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel when I was little. What's more amazing, though, is how routine something like this is here.
More pictures here: http://hsinchina.shutterfly.com/3894.