Once in Macau and after queuing for ages in passport control, we walked out of the ferry terminal to find a bus to the main area in Macau. Dad accidentally kicked an orange fruit that was laying on the floor, the juice squirted on him. It looked like someone had been sick on his trainers (white trainers might I add!).
On the watefront of Macau are wacky casinos (it is the Las Vegas of Asia) - a volcano, a Chinese temple and an Egyptian town. They are all fake of course.
We had a little stroll round and we came to a ruined church/monastery. Dad and I climbed up to the first floor and Mum took a photo of us! It was really high up and a bit scary because the floor had tiny holes in so you could see through it. There were a lot of mainland Chinese in Macau and like last year when we went to Beijing they were all looking at us. While Dad and I were climbing up to the first floor of the ruined church, a Chinese lady asked if she could have a photo taken with Mum! Later on some Chinese girls were looking at Mum and I and smiling. They eventually plucked up the courage and went up to Dad to ask if they could have their photographs taken with Mum and I, but Dad misunderstood and thought they wanted a photograph with him. They looked slightly disappointed as they walked off with their camera!
Afterwards we all bought freshly baked Macanese egg tarts. They were really nice. We then got the same bus which we thought would take us back to the ferry terminal. We felt quite proud of ourselves that we had managed on public transport. However, as the journey went on and we went deeper and deeper into unknown territories we didn't feel as proud of ourselves. We eventually had to get off the bus at the Chinese border and find a taxi to take us back to the ferry terminal!
In the evening, we went to a bar in TST to watch Sheffield United v Cardiff. The bar - Delaneys - had a really relaxing atmosphere. I had a roast dinner which was very nice. We drew the footy game which was ok.
Speak soon
Love Meganxxx
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