UpperHills 🛍️

We wandered into UpperHills on a slow afternoon — a space that felt almost too calm for the city it belonged to. Wide walkways, glass bridges, rooftop gardens everything felt curated, but not in a showy way. Design stores sat beside quiet cafés, and art galleries peeked out between sleek boutiques. There was music playing somewhere low and slow, and the air smelled faintly of wood, leather, and espresso. It was the kind of place where even time seemed to move a little more thoughtfully. ☕🌿🛍️ We sat on a terrace overlooking the garden, watching a father and daughter play with a paper plane. Just beyond, skyscrapers blurred in the distance close but not intruding. UpperHills isn’t loud, but it lingers. It feels like the kind of space that holds its own pace ideal for wandering without purpose, thinking without rush, and maybe finding a version of the city that breathes a little softer. 🏙️🖼️📦 #chinatravel #travel #myitinerary