As we already got the dress fitting out of the way and only needed to go back for a final fitting in four days time, we decided we had time to sneak off to Macau for a day.
We got up and headed down to the same area for breakfast before heading to the ferry terminal. Being creatures of habit, we ended up at Kam Wah again.
Finished milk tea...
Viv and I shared this ham and egg sandwich which is a typical Hong Kie breakfast fare. I have dubbed it the oh-so-soft-bread. But unfortunately the bread in this instance was a teeny tiny bit stale.
Dad wanted to try their star attraction so he got the polo bau with egg sandwiched inside. He said the salty egg was a bit of a bizarre contrast against the sweet bun.
Mum got their club sandwich, which is the so-called 公司三文治.
Viv and I also had the Hong Kong's version of french toast which had peanut butter inside and drizzled with maple syrup. It was alright.
After breakfast, we jumped in a taxi and headed for the ferry terminal. Mum insisted on travelling first class so we bought them as well as tour bus tickets for when we get to Macau. The tickets were about NZD$16 more per person. Only the best for my mother hehe.
Mum was excited about travelling first class.
You couldn't really tell here but Viv, Mum and Dad were standing next to the first class entrance while all the phlebs behind them were travelling in cloach. Suckeeeers.
Viv liked playing big shot for the one hour journey.
For NZD$16, we got allocated seats in the upper deck...
.... and wait for it..... FOOD!!! We were given slips of paper and we got to tick what we wanted for a drink (Coffee, Milk Tea, Beer, etc) and food (beef noodles, sandwiches, cookies, cake). Not bad at all.
The ferry pulled up and I was quite surprised. I thought Macau was a quaint little village. In hindsight that was dumb because it's the Las Vegas of Asia.
We got through Customs which was packed full of tourists from China. Weird thing was that they couldn't speak Mandarin because Dad attempted to talk to one of them and he just stared at us before talking gibberish to his neighbour. We decided that they must be desert people due to their appearance. We waited for about fifteen minutes before the tour guide showed up and then we went off to the bus. Mum and Dad discovered that it was an open top bus and all was not well in Hii land. Mum does not do sun exposure!! Needless to say, we refused to get off at any of the attractions hehehe...
Typical buildings in Macau, excluding the crazy casino structures.
We got off at the stop for St Paul's which was the only place worth visiting in our opinion and never got back on the bus again. We had to walk in the heat for a few minutes before getting to St Paul's but luckily it wasn't too bad.
So pretty!
View from top of the stairs:
Back of St Paul:
With the touristy bit done, it was time to EAT! The narrow street was crammed full of shops selling Macau's specialties - almond cookies, peanut cookies and bak kwa! Every single shop had free unlimited samples of fresh-out-of-the-oven cookies!!!!!! Squeeeeeaal.
Hellooooo bestie with free food!
Obviously we had to have Macau's famous portugese tart. We couldn't be bothered going to the original shop for this as it was about 40 minutes away so we made do with this. It was good but Viv preferred KFC's version!!!!!!!!!!
Custardy goodness!
There was an even more unflattering photo of Viv stuffing her face but she sneakily pretended to check my camera for photos and deleted it!
While walking along the foodie street, I noticed quite a number of people standing in front of a shop so I made a beeline for it. It turned out to be an old-skool shop selling egg biscuits.
Coal used for cooking the biscuits:
The biscuits were waffle-like and were made using these cast iron skillets:
The shop was operated by 1 old man and 2 old ladies. He seemed to be the brains behind the operation though and did most of the heavy lifting and cooking.
Poor old man had a bent back and was seen here bending over to get more dough.
The ferry pulled up and I was quite surprised. I thought Macau was a quaint little village. In hindsight that was dumb because it's the Las Vegas of Asia.
We got through Customs which was packed full of tourists from China. Weird thing was that they couldn't speak Mandarin because Dad attempted to talk to one of them and he just stared at us before talking gibberish to his neighbour. We decided that they must be desert people due to their appearance. We waited for about fifteen minutes before the tour guide showed up and then we went off to the bus. Mum and Dad discovered that it was an open top bus and all was not well in Hii land. Mum does not do sun exposure!! Needless to say, we refused to get off at any of the attractions hehehe...
Typical buildings in Macau, excluding the crazy casino structures.
We got off at the stop for St Paul's which was the only place worth visiting in our opinion and never got back on the bus again. We had to walk in the heat for a few minutes before getting to St Paul's but luckily it wasn't too bad.
The foodie street was located right in front of St Paul and it took extreme self-control on my part to not be distracted by the cookie shops but I did it!
So pretty!
View from top of the stairs:
Back of St Paul:
With the touristy bit done, it was time to EAT! The narrow street was crammed full of shops selling Macau's specialties - almond cookies, peanut cookies and bak kwa! Every single shop had free unlimited samples of fresh-out-of-the-oven cookies!!!!!! Squeeeeeaal.
Hellooooo bestie with free food!
Obviously we had to have Macau's famous portugese tart. We couldn't be bothered going to the original shop for this as it was about 40 minutes away so we made do with this. It was good but Viv preferred KFC's version!!!!!!!!!!
Custardy goodness!
There was an even more unflattering photo of Viv stuffing her face but she sneakily pretended to check my camera for photos and deleted it!
While walking along the foodie street, I noticed quite a number of people standing in front of a shop so I made a beeline for it. It turned out to be an old-skool shop selling egg biscuits.
Coal used for cooking the biscuits:
The biscuits were waffle-like and were made using these cast iron skillets:
The shop was operated by 1 old man and 2 old ladies. He seemed to be the brains behind the operation though and did most of the heavy lifting and cooking.
Poor old man had a bent back and was seen here bending over to get more dough.
I got a bagful for HKD$10 which is about NZD$1.60 Puts a new spin on the words hard labour.
While I was waiting for my cookies to be made, Viv went off to get a pork bun at a stall which was apparently made famous by some Korean series.
Hey look, even Hello Kitty was spotted here.
After stuffing ourselves (ok, just me) silly with freebies, we hopped in a taxi and headed for Venetian, the over-the-top casino with the canal and gondolas inside the mall to mimic Venice..
Hehehehehehehehe what fake Venice would be complete without little bits??? Yes yes I'm juvenile.
Inside was ostentatious as!
While I was waiting for my cookies to be made, Viv went off to get a pork bun at a stall which was apparently made famous by some Korean series.
Hey look, even Hello Kitty was spotted here.
After stuffing ourselves (ok, just me) silly with freebies, we hopped in a taxi and headed for Venetian, the over-the-top casino with the canal and gondolas inside the mall to mimic Venice..
Hehehehehehehehe what fake Venice would be complete without little bits??? Yes yes I'm juvenile.
Inside was ostentatious as!
Viv reliving her European dreams:
Here comes the wannabe gondola:
Fake ceiling and fake shop facades:
Sneaky shot of the casino floors:
Packed full of punters:
And yes, we gambled and yes we lost. Nuff' said. There wasn't much to do after we had a look at the shops so we headed back to the ferry terminal to catch a ride back to Hong Kong. Again, we went first class and this time around, we even had a deluxe waiting area.
Poor suckers in the general waiting area. Note the less comfortable chairs:
We also got to board first before they were allowed to:
Dinner in Hong Kong was at some random cafe we saw as we were starving.
Pig's trotters which is one of Mum's faves:
Sweet and sour fish (don't judge):
We also had other vege dishes but I couldn't be bothered taking photos. That's all for Day 3.
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