My Macau Trip

Brrrr.

That was the first word I uttered upon stepping on the airport ground of Macau.

It was 12 degrees then. I was in my simple jeans, tank top and sweater. My luggage was stuffed with just skirts and shorts.  Good thing I brought a pair of stockings to cover my legs. My fault though. I underestimated the temperature being fond of the cool weather.  ( I remember my 2010 Melbourne, Australia-- It was 12 degrees and I was in shorts. Teehee) Geesh, I couldn’t even fold my legs while walking to the immigration.  I barely opened my mouth while I was chatting. I felt my skin was about to crack. I can’t say its cold though. It is actually freezing cold. But then, I should say, I loooved it. 

,“No English”. Those were the two words I frequently heard during my stay there.  People hardly spoke English and that you’d end up either letting your hands do the thing or breaking your English into simple words. It’s a good thing there are lots of Filipinos who are very much willing to help. Actually, that is one good thing about Filipinos—very much always of a helping hand. And I’m nothing but proud of being a Filipino for that.

For me, Macau is a nice place for adults.  Kids wouldn’t really appreciate the place because there’s nothing so much sight to impress them.  Food were just the same-- noodles, congee and seafood-on-stick-- so there's nothing so much to try on. Ooops, plus there are free taste of beef jerky and cookies everywhere. 

Streets are just like that of España, however, spaces are very much maximized.  I saw no house actually. Instead, tall condominium units which are less extravagant than that of here. Motorcycles are parked nicely on side streets.  No traffic and pollution. There’s a loooot of walking though. Thus, if you’re not a fan of moving your legs, Macau is not a place for you. Oh well, you can ride a cab or bus, but I tell you, its going to be harder since the driver wouldn’t understand whatever you’d utter.  Doing everything by yourself is rather the best choice.  Just make sure to bring a map and a bag of patience on explaining.

Free shuttle rides may help you land on your destinations also.  Afterwhich, you may either walk or take a bus. At least it may just take you 1 to 2 stops.  Filipinos are everywhere so you may try asking them. Just make sure they are indeed Filipinos or else you’d get the same scenario as we had:

Us: Excuse me. Do you know where this place is? (pointing a place on the map)

Girl (She really looked very much like us): You may go straight there. Blah blah blah(English)

Us: (In the hopes of getting tagalog instructions and some chika) Pinoy ka?

Girl: Huh??? Peh-noey??? (With a puzzled look on her face)

Haha. I found that incident really funny. So next time, do not be assuming. Remember, we resemble a lot of Asians. Just wait for our kalahi to greet you in Tagalog and tadah!—a kababayan to the rescue!

Oh, did I say hotels were far from exquisite? My gasssshh. Beautiful is really an understatement.

All in all, my Macau vacation is far the best.  Aside from the cool weather, I just spent roughly PhP7,ooo excluding the airfare. Well, probably that’s because you don’t get to buy so much things that aren’t actually here. What you can’t buy here are those yet to be seen-- beautiful weather, hotels, night lights, big big gambling venues etc.  And that’s why I say that travelling is still one of the best teacher of new things.

Xiexie for this trip. J