The city at the end of line 9, Songjiang, was definitely not a stop for many tourists ... we were the only non-Chinese around and drew many, many stares from the locals which we really didn't mind. Starring doesn't seem to be rude here...at all.
A young, Chinese university student saw us looking at the temple and immediately began practicing his english on us. His was quite good and he was very happy to tell us all about the temple and this "far-away" city we were visiting. He insisted on taking our photo.
We arrived at the entrance to the mosque to find that it had already closed for the day ... this is the price you pay when you start an adventure at 2 pm and live in China where all attractions close for the day by 4:30 or 5:00.
We arrived at the Drunken Poets Garden to find it also closed. Disappointing.
Until, the university student we had met early happened to be going past, acted as a translator for us and asked the entrance guard if we could take a peek for 5 minutes...he agreed and our new friend accompanied us practicing his english.