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A Cold December Day

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the immigration line

Shaking What My Mama Gave Me

The moment I stepped out of the plane, I got cold feet. No, I got cold body. Seriously, could it be any colder? And it's not just the temperature, but the ocean breeze blew its nasty coldness my way, too! Brrrr...

Inside the terminal, I waited in line for my passport to be stamped, stupidly shaking all over while the rest acted like they have built-in heaters inside their bodies. Only 18 effin degrees Celsius, and I'm already like that. It's like I had Tropical Alien or Exotic Species written on my forehead. Anyway, I met a very kind Filipino man who's been working in Macau for 3 years. He said he lives close to San Va Hospederia in the center of town, so he offered me a taxi ride with him.
waiting for my homey Hans
Sweet!

On the way from the airport, we passed by several hotels and casinos, both finished and under construction. Wow, it just blows my mind that so many people actually gamble for them to construct more and more of those huge buildings (and they're not cheap!). Also got my first peek of the famous Venetian Macau, and I was fairly impressed. We then crossed a very long bridge to Macau Peninsula (the airport is in Taipa Island), and after a few more minutes, we got off at one of the bus stops close to the historic Senado Square, the main hang out place in Macau. My NFF then directed me to the tourism information center. Only before saying goodbye did I learn his name. He's Hans, and he saved me from all the trouble of figuring my way from the airport to my destination. Hope to see you again, Hans!

Searching for San Va

After getting a map and exchanging money, I went looking for San Va Hospederia.
crossing the bridge to Macau Peninsula
The address said Rua da Felicidade, which was just a couple of blocks from Senado Square. However, I didn't have its exact address, and most people in Macau don't speak good English.

I managed to find the street thanks to some Filipinos operating a restaurant nearby, so my next task was to find the hostel itself. A nice Chinese gentleman pointed me at some direction down the street (I had to write down the name of the hostel for him to understand me). So, I went towards that direction, but still couldn't find San Va. I took a left turn and found 2 guesthouses across from each other. I checked both out, and I liked what I saw in the first one, so that's what I took. I had a bedroom with an attached bathroom, which was good. The caretaker and I had a hard time communicating and she had to call someone to translate for her every time I asked her a question, but everything worked out fine in the end.
Senado Square on a busy afternoon


Time to rest my aching feet...

My New Best Friend

I think I rested for an hour before going out to look for something to eat. On my way towards the main street, I saw San Va at the very corner of Felicidade and the street where my hostel was. Oh well...

Now, where to eat? It's a matter of life and death, so I had to decide carefully. Hmmm... I've never been a fan of Chinese food, and I can't for the life of me use chopsticks. There's this Filipino eatery that I found earlier, but only after a few hours away from the Philippines... So, I walked along Avenida de Almeida Ribeiro (shaking again), which is where most of Macau's important buildings and casinos are located. Suddenly, I saw a very familiar sign - the twin arches. So I went in, ordered some chicken fillet sandwich with large fries and Coke. There I was, alone in Macau, at 6 in the evening, fine-dining at McDonald's.
my dinner
Life couldn't be any more perfect.

McDonald's and I were about to become very good friends...

Sightseeing... Yeah Right

After dinner, I decided to go around town to take pictures of the city at night. But, all of a sudden, my camera died. Great! I didn't have a choice but to go back to my room. Since it would take a couple of hours to fully charge the batteries, I took a well-deserved nap (haven't slept since the night before), setting the alarm at 8PM...

Now what's that annoying noise? And it won't stop, what the...? Oh, it's the alarm! Fine, I overslept. For 2 hours. And I still didn't want to get up. But what about the casinos? Nah, there's still tomorrow. So, I reset the alarm, took off my shoes and maybe the rest of my clothes too but I don't think you really wanna know.
General Post Office
Then, covering myself with the big, warm blanket, I went back to sleep.

Ahhh, I love sleeping...


Thoughts:
Coming from a tropical country, I was naturally unprepared for Macau's cold weather. Seriously, I've never felt so cold in my life! And to my surprise, I found myself wishing for the heat back home. Now I understand why all my European friends want to be in Southeast Asia (poor guys).

Also, being in a Chinese city, I realized just how much a dislike the smell of incense. I can't explain it, but its scent makes me wanna throw up. Thank goodness I don't live in Chinatown. Don't get me wrong - I do like the place. I just can't stand the smell of incense.

Finally, I realized that no matter how frustrating a situation becomes - like looking for a place to sleep after not sleeping for almost 24 hours or not being able to communicate well with the locals because of the language barrier - at the end of the day, when you've finally accomplished what you set out to do, life suddenly becomes... peachy.

cqfljz says:
i want go macau !!!
Posted on: Apr 09, 2009
JeAr says:
yeah, i guess so... where do most of your immigrants and refugees come from? africa?

hahaha! believe it or not, we wear jackets and hats sometimes, but not like, 5 layers of clothing just to stay warm :P actually, i wear sweaters at work because the aircon is always in full blast... the higher places are cold, too... u don't have mountains or hills in holland, yes? :)

wow, looks like i'm doing u a favor! hehehe :D
Posted on: Dec 12, 2008
JeAr says:
hahaha! there u are, bursting my bubble... some friend u are! lol :P

well, macau is a former Portuguese colony, hence the Latin-sounding names :)
Posted on: Dec 12, 2008
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the immigration line
the immigration line
waiting for my homey Hans
waiting for my homey Hans
crossing the bridge to Macau Penin…
crossing the bridge to Macau Peni…
Senado Square on a busy afternoon
Senado Square on a busy afternoon
my dinner
my dinner
General Post Office
General Post Office
bored. and cute. right.
bored. and cute. right.
the airport, or a part of it
the airport, or a part of it
my reaction to the cold
my reaction to the cold
waiting for a cab
waiting for a cab
brrr!
brrr!
The Venetian Macau
The Venetian Macau
City of Dreams (under construction)
City of Dreams (under construction)
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
taken from the taxi
Macanese Christmas Tree
Macanese Christmas Tree
Holy House of Mercy
Holy House of Mercy
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