With poor (read: inexistent) Mandarin skills, moving around in Shanghai (as well as ordering food or asking for the toilet) is not exactly a piece of cake. Hadn’t it been for our Chinese colleagues who gracefully helped everyone navigate through the megalopolis: some of us would probably still roam its overwhelming vastness today–fairly lost on some six-lane road, trying to catch a cab without getting run over by an electro-scooter, and, of course, with an amazingly clueless look on their faces. All photos by Florian Geisseler.