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hope hotel shanghai
    shanghai
  • Coerce or trick (someone) into a place or position or into doing something
  • Force (someone) to join a ship lacking a full crew by drugging them or using other underhanded means
  • the largest city of China; located in the east on the Pacific; one of the largest ports in the world
  • Shanghai (; Shanghainese: Zanhae ; ) is the most populous city in China and one of the most populous cities in the world. A global city, Shanghai exerts influence over global commerce, finance, culture, art, fashion, research and entertainment.
  • take (someone) against his will for compulsory service, especially on board a ship; "The men were shanghaied after being drugged"
    hotel
  • A hotel is an establishment that provides paid lodging on a short-term basis. The provision of basic accommodation, in times past, consisting only of a room with a bed, a cupboard, a small table and a washstand has largely been replaced by rooms with modern facilities, including en-suite
  • a building where travelers can pay for lodging and meals and other services
  • In French contexts an hotel particulier is an urban "private house" of a grand sort. Whereas an ordinary maison was built as part of a row, sharing party walls with the houses on either side and directly fronting on a street, an hotel particulier was often free-standing, and by the eighteenth
  • An establishment providing accommodations, meals, and other services for travelers and tourists
  • A code word representing the letter H, used in radio communication
    hope
  • A person or thing that may help or save someone
  • Grounds for believing that something good may happen
  • expect and wish; "I trust you will behave better from now on"; "I hope she understands that she cannot expect a raise"
  • be optimistic; be full of hope; have hopes; "I am still hoping that all will turn out well"
  • A feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen
  • a specific instance of feeling hopeful; "it revived their hope of winning the pennant"
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The One Year Book of Hope (One Year Books)
The One Year Book of Hope (One Year Books)
This book is for anyone who has been hurt in life and would benefit from a hope-filled daily companion. Critically acclaimed author Nancy Guthrie offers insightful daily reflections based on the Word of God to comfort, encourage, and uplift those who are feeling the aches of life—whether it's because of everyday disappointments or deep losses. Through a year's worth of thoughtful entries, the reader will learn how much God longs to lift us up, carry us through in times of difficulty and uncertainty, and give us true, lasting joy. Each daily step draws you closer to a God who truly cares and the hopeful life he wants you to enjoy.
In short:
Daily Scripture readings.
Daily reflections for those who are experiencing any pain, disappointment, or grief.
Daily opportunity to “dig deeper” into God's Word.
Weekly questions for reflection, opportunities for further meditation, and directed prayer.

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Day 145: Paparazzi
Day 145: Paparazzi
Wednesday May 25, 2011 Already Wednesday by the time we got into Shanghai. We got through all of our security fine and got our luggage right away. The group that had to change their flight was told that their luggage was in Frankfurt... While they looked into that, we got a little freshened up and the Chinese students who met us at the airport (with Mr. Brookes) tried to give us Chinese names. They weren't really able to come up with something for me that sounded anything like my name, but Sarah's was Sha-la. :) We went to exchange some money. Mr. Brookes told us the wrong exchange rate and we all took out $300 worth of yuan instead of what we thought was $30... What a dumb. I hope that doesn't screw me over to exchange back... The rest of the group ended up finding their luggage, except for Rachel, who's luggage actually WAS in Frankfurt. Then we headed on a bus to the university for lunch. They had a whole big meal set up for us there. Just like in Korea, they just kept bringing more and more food. We had chicken and pork and noodles and rice and some kind of soup that looked like floating cat eyeballs, and these little concave rolls to fill with a meat and veggie mix, and coconut milk and more and more... It was delicious, and way too much food. Our first meal with chopsticks ended up very successful. We learned a big more Chinese and joked around with the girl sitting with us and Michael, the German guy who's coaching and staging all our scenes. We headed to the hotel next, where I was able to shower and get a little freshened up after two days of flying. The hotel is about a ten minute walk from the university, so we walked over there to rehearse our scenes. After the rehearsals, Sarah, Audrey, Carol and I went with Michael to get some dinner from one of the street vendors. They made us a sort of wrap with some kind of spread, herbs, etc. It was really good, but too much food again after our big lunch. We met Dr. Queen and Mr. Brookes who took us over to the lawn where they were singing in an outdoor concert. We sat down to relax/people watch/review some music since we got there pretty early. Audrey and Carol left to get some bug spray and while they were gone all these people with giant cameras, probably to photograph the concert, started circling around us and taking pictures. It went on for a good 15 solid minutes and was pretty terrifying. Eventually one of them came over and showed us some of the pictures and asked if we would pose to look like we were talking about our music. They love Americans. :) The best part of the concert was when the lady singing a duet with Dr. Queen started singing and at the first note the whole crowd cheered. What a celebrity. :) We stayed for Mr. Brookes and Dr. Queen and about half of the Chinese music being sung by the university's choir and different soloists (one of them one of the amazing baritones that came to CSU last year). Then we headed back to the hotel to finally get some real sleep. Taken by Carol Perry
Nazi Swastika in a Buddhist Temple?
Nazi Swastika in a Buddhist Temple?
Several years ago while on a trip to Shanghai, China for business, I had the opportunity to do some sight-seeing and wanted to visit a real Buddhist temple. Most temples in the city had long ago been converted to tourism, selling loads of merchandise manufactured for those who wanted to take home a piece of China without really knowing they were being duped. The brightly painted lit up sites were beautiful yes, but not authentic. So after learning of a place an hours drive from my hotel, I set out with my camera to take in a piece of Chinese history. The Longhua Temple is the largest and oldest temple in Shanghai, built in 242 AD. Out front sits a genuine pagoda. Beyond the gated walls was a beautiful courtyard with a huge bronze bell. Unfortunately, I had arrived too late in the day for the bell ringing ceremony. There were several seperate buildings which I'm sure had special meaning as it was arranged very formally. Inside each one was a beautiful scene. I tried to photograph each one, being careful not to disturb anyone. There were a few people from the community there in the midst of their worship and I felt a bit strange and intrusive hovering with my camera. I'm a Christian so I felt no compusion to join them, but I can respect that I wouldn't want someone curiously snapping photos of me in my church! In one of the buildings was a huge gold statue surrounded by flowers. It was gorgeous, as were the contents of each one of the buildings. But on the center of this statue was something I was shocked to see. It was a Nazi Swastika! It took me a few seconds before I realized that surely this has a different meaning here...and I said nothing to anyone about it for fear I would reveal my ignorance. When I returned to my hotel I did some research and found out that the swastika symbol is common in other cultures and that it does indeed have a peaceful meaning. It's only since Hitler used it has it held a stigma to those in the west. In most eastern cultures, and many other religions, it's used as a symbol for luck, well being, balance and harmony. This is the photo I took of it that day. It's an older camera so the qulity isn't great, but you can clearly make out the symbol. Please visit this place if you're ever there. It's got great historical significance and well worth the commute. And I hope that you found this as interesting as I did and learned something as well.

hope hotel shanghai
hope hotel shanghai
HOPE
I am a 38-year old male who was diagnosed with a very rare disease called Cushing's Disease by a freak accident. The life-span for those with this disease is 8-10 years. My accident occurred after I had the disease for more than seven, thus I was very lucky, since I was only 25 at the time. There are no signs of this disease; in fact, one feels awesome all the time, never gets sick, and no outward indications that you have the disease. It is simply a tumor in your brain that is undetectable without undergoing every test known to medical science at the time, which was was 1997. But, fate intervened at the last possible moment to make me have to go to the hospital (I was playing basketball at The University of Texas School of Law, the ball grazed my pinkie, and my entire hand broke.) Since that time, I have had to be rushed to the hospital more than 6-hundred times, I have had two strokes and can't work anymore. I look entirely normal on the outside, but I have to take 11 medications every day or I would die that day. The hospital had to remove my entire pituitary gland (the master gland). Thus, I wanted to write a book that gave HOPE to everybody, no matter what their situation is. It doesn't have to be medical; in fact, it can be anything that is troubling you. Live, be happy, and love.

I am a 38-year old male who was diagnosed with a very rare disease called Cushing's Disease by a freak accident. The life-span for those with this disease is 8-10 years. My accident occurred after I had the disease for more than seven, thus I was very lucky, since I was only 25 at the time. There are no signs of this disease; in fact, one feels awesome all the time, never gets sick, and no outward indications that you have the disease. It is simply a tumor in your brain that is undetectable without undergoing every test known to medical science at the time, which was was 1997. But, fate intervened at the last possible moment to make me have to go to the hospital (I was playing basketball at The University of Texas School of Law, the ball grazed my pinkie, and my entire hand broke.) Since that time, I have had to be rushed to the hospital more than 6-hundred times, I have had two strokes and can't work anymore. I look entirely normal on the outside, but I have to take 11 medications every day or I would die that day. The hospital had to remove my entire pituitary gland (the master gland). Thus, I wanted to write a book that gave HOPE to everybody, no matter what their situation is. It doesn't have to be medical; in fact, it can be anything that is troubling you. Live, be happy, and love.

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