I’ve almost caught up. Recently, I’ve been a day behind in my blogging. Not enough time.
Yesterday we were up early and headed over to Macau in the TurboJet Express Ferry. Once up and out of the water on it’s hydrofoils, the ride was incredibly smooth taking an hour to cross the approx 40nm of South China sea between Hong Kong and Macau.
The terminals at each end were just like airports with immigration, customs, backage checkin, the whole works. It was all incredibly efficient so we were through in no time.
Our first stop was the popular Ruins of St Pauls and the more interesting nearby museum/fort. It could have been a bind to reach the museum/fort but for the now ever present escalators.
Next we had a wander through town. The place is a unique mash up of manly places, China (of course), Portugal, Venice (the channelled tourist paths), Cartagena (church façades), Pape’ete (for the mix of new and old) and a poor imitation of Vegas (Atlantic City springs to mind).
As Chinese New Year approaches, more and more colour and gaud is hitting the streets. Much was about and a few photos taken.
Next stop was the A-Ma Temple which I found a little disappointing. Except, perhaps, for the whiffy odour of countless joss-sticks of all sizes.
After a latish lunch we both felt a bit exhausted so we decided to head back to Kowloon where we put our feet up for a couple of hours in our hotel room.
A great finale for the day was heading back out around sunset to the OZone bar at the top of the Ritz-Carlton (118th floor) and drinking bubbly while the buildings all far below us slowly lit for the night. Awesome.
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