macau

During our stay in Hong Kong, KL and I took a day trip to Macau to gamble our life savings away and YOLO it up in this Asian Vegas. Okay, okay, of course that didn't happen. We went there primarily to eat, though we did gamble a few bucks at the slot machines just for kicks.

Macau = food win (almost).

Even though we left on a random Thursday, we couldn't leave for Macau until noon because all of the ferries were full. When it was finally our turn to board, KL got hit in the leg with some cold fish. Where there are crowds, there are also butts, butts, butts everywhere. Too many people shoving, too much unwanted contact.

Hello, Brooklyn Bridge.

Macau is designed after Vegas, so our first stop was the Venetian. This allowed us to go to the Taipa side of Macau and brought us to the famous Lord Stowe's bakery for Portuguese egg tarts. 

:O..............................

These egg tarts are no joke. The best I've ever had. The crust was perfectly crispy, the custard was perfectly custardy... they were perfect and exceeded all expectations.

Me and KL: "HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?!?!?!"

Too bad KL ended up getting egg tart flakes stuck in her throat. I later joined her when I got almond cookie samples flakes stuck in my throat.

Some European charm that reminded me of my time in Europe.

For lunch, we stopped by Seng Cheung for some of their famous crab congee. It was indeed very tasty! Our waiter kind of seemed like he hated life though.  This meal was the epitome of civilized eating: I was spitting shells onto the table, KL was going all in with her hands, I had congee in my hair, etc...

To finish off lunch, we had to get a pork chop bun. I wasn't expecting much, but oh man, this was an AMAZING pork chop bun. So flavorful, so tender... It also came out instantly, but was still piping hot. At this point, we realized we spent 3 hours eating, so it was time to actually see the rest of Macau.

We finally made it to the famous Ruins of St. Paul, which is a cathedral that only has a wall remaining. Pretty cool, and very touristy.

KL to me: "Move! I need a selfie."

KL did some shameless dancing in F21 to Fancy. I tried on some hats. 

Our last meal before heading back to Hong Kong was at Macau's Fisherman's Wharf, which was an area near the ferry terminal. While I wasn't expecting it to be like San Francisco, it was still disappointing because there was nothing in the area except a tacky looking amusement park. Eventually we stumbled upon a Thai restaurant and had a pineapple fried rice that had Chinese sausage, hot dogs, and pork floss in it! How very international.

That night, KL almost kicked down the door to our hostel floor to avoid germs.