My only recollection of Macau is as such: I was 10 years old, with my mother, and there was this old wall made of stone. Under which we kids played the tiny white paper wrapped crackers that exploded upon hitting the floor. I was happy back then. That much I remember. The rest are blurry. I wish I could make up stories and make it become my memory. Forgive my vagueness. That was more than two decades ago.
And over these two decades, I have always wanted to relive that piece of memory, with my mother. I certainly cannot say Macau has changed much because I hardly remember anything. But all I can say is that Macau has many facets that I did not anticipate. I always thought that Macau is a city full of casinos and gangsters. In contrary, I see colonial buildings, traditional Chinese houses, streets filled with neon light like Hong Kong, and the grand structures where people gamble and girls dance naked inside exclusive designated areas.
The food in Macau is amazingly tasty and the people are really friendly. Our tour guide, my sister, wanted to take us to taste the famous bean curd (best I have tasted so far). The manager of the restaurant spent more than 10 minutes showing my sister how to get there, a shopkeeper walked all the way out to show us how to get there, and he stopped someone on the way home whom gladly took us to the shop near to her home. And have you heard of the “pork chop bun”? We queued for 45 minutes and those buns worth every single minute of waiting. More journals will be posted together with the pictures taken in the article section once I return to Singapore.
Did I mention the girls on the street of Macau? Those killer boots … and then I realise that there are even more killer boots back in Hong Kong. Holy molly mother of the seven heavens …
My last visit to Macau was when I was ten. My mother stayed in Macau till she was ten before migrating to Hong Kong. My sister, Cynthia, and I followed my mother when she showed us where she was used to buy food from the market. And we visited her favorite park when she was young. That was five decades ago.
Time flies. That much I know.
PS. Picture of my mother, with that old wall I mentioned.
9 replies on “Macau – A Visit After 2 Decades”
Wah holiday with dancing girls “naked inside exclusive designated areas”! Is that a dream holiday or what?! If you’re not with Cynthia, my thoughts will go wild about the type of trip you’re making 😛
Darkspore – Ha ha ha … Too bad, I was with Cynthia, and my sister, and my mother. That reminded me that long time ago, my auntie in Paris together with my cousin took me to visit the red light district. And some of the people were asking me to see to peep show. I told them that I was with my auntie and they replied, your auntie can go in for free!
Crack me up big time every time I think of it.
don’t wanna sound perverted but when we were here, couldn’t find any “naked inside exclusive designated areas” !! where, how, when?? please please please!!
Erm Harry … the New Lisboa … 3rd floor. I think it is a per hour charge. You can’t miss the huge advertisement with the Japanese looking girls and a TV that broadcast the tantalizing clips. If I read correct, in Chinese, it implies the nakedness inside 🙂
Wah!! Don’t forget to post the address and how to get there! I’m dying to eat the Pork Chop Buns, I saw them on a TV programme!
ECL – I won’t, I promise. And I will get my sister Lora, our tour guide, to verify the information before publishing the article!
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ur mum looks so lovely…
ur pork chop bun write up makes me hungry now… duhhh…
Leen – I will post the picture and way to get there later. Stay tuned! You should give it a try. I think there are budget airlines that fly to Macau in a reasonable rate.