hongkong: day 3 of 6, MACAU
With our passports in hand, we made a small trip out of HongKong – to Macau.
The uncle whom we bought the last minute discounted ferry tickets from was really funny, he shouted and screamed at us as if we were his disobedient children. The rockyness was unbearable for some passengers and the cabin reeked of stale vomit smell. It was all bad.
European architecture
Other than the architecture that still apparently displayed the Portugese influence in Macau, there was also the egg tarts. The taste didn’t come across very remotely as us, but it was also the best Portugese egg tarts that I’ve had so far in my life! Yum yums.
The ubiqutious casinos were the main reason why Macau constantly receives so many tourist. We stepped into one, and we were HKD 500 poorer. Bleahs.
Flora and Uki, whom I have not met for 2 years, do seem to have changed a little when I met them again. They recommended mini clayport rice for dinner.
The oh-my-god-long-queues
The friends from Czech Republic
Christmas creeped passed, without any of us noticing, because we were all engaged in our own conversations in that quiet bar in Soho. But still, we wish you a merry christmas, we wish you a merry christmas, we wish you a merry christmas and a happy new year! 
