Once, when I was childless and carefree, I won a free trip to Macau in a contest organised by a local magazine called 8 Days. It didn’t turn out to be exactly free; I had to fork out $500+ in the end for airport taxes and other fees. Nevertheless, $500+ was a small prize to pay to experience how local tradition co-exists with opulence in this interesting East-meets-West place. That’s my dad grinning in the photos.
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24 sats \ 2 replies \ @grayruby 27 Sep
Did you go to the casinos?
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50 sats \ 1 reply \ @cryotosensei OP 27 Sep
Yes, but we didn’t stay there to play.
This may make me sound judgy, but I would be quite depressed if I were to be born and raised in Macau. It seems that the major engine of growth is the casinos. I can’t imagine growing up to work in these noisy workplaces where the dark side of human nature breeds
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0 sats \ 0 replies \ @grayruby 27 Sep
Yes, places like that and las vegas are fun to visit but couldn't imagine living there. I would like to visit Macau sometime though.
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24 sats \ 1 reply \ @Satosora 27 Sep
What did you end up eating?
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20 sats \ 0 replies \ @cryotosensei OP 27 Sep
Crab porridge
Some kind of noodles
Bak kwa (BBQ pork)
I remember most distinctly the glass of red wine that was served before lunch, though. Because that was a custom passed down from its Portuguese colonial days
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