It was a bit of a whirlwind - we lasted 3 hours before we were just done.
The ferry ride itself is an experience. Affordable and efficient and you get to see some city and some harbor while you’re in the harbor.
The afternoon starts off promisingly enough at St. Paul’s. It’s a pretty facade of a formerly glorious church.
From there we walk the uneven bricks of Mount Fort, remnants of a military power.
I love the cannons.
But I love the cannonballs next to the bathroom more.
The Macau Museum is small but interesting.
They don’t have much that’s original, but their display of Chinese history paralleled with western events lends perspective.
A view of the towering Lisboa is the backdrop of St. Paul’s church, an interesting juxtaposition in a city full of surprises. I’m shocked at how Chinese it is, and I regret skipping the lively side-streets full of eateries and shops.
Instead I went to the Venetian because the biggest casino in the world is worth seeing, right?
Wrong. It’s a mindless clone of the Vegas version taken out of context.
The gondolas glide along the canals,
And the lights of sister casinos are in the distance.
It looks just like Vegas but it’s Vegas without the Vegas, a 3-D print and a disappointment - we can’t even find a bar.
Who sucked all the life out of Vegas? Forget Macau, we’ll go party in Hong Kong.
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