
When I first came to Shanghai, the two biggest hassles I encountered were meals and laundry. Although I adapted to the life in this metropolitan city, I could not find a restaurant which serves a decent salad at a reasonable price and I did not know where to have my laundry done.
My Ayi, a Chinese lady, bless her heart, helped me out with most housework, as long as I am willing to put up with her non-stop chatter. Only problem was, I cannot tolerate her local ways of doing my laundry, especially after she soaked my 5,000 USD Armani evening dress in dishwashing suds.