Hong Kong 2009 Day 6

To Macau today! Despite having been fooled to part with our money on the gambling tables for two times now, we were still going to Rio to try our luck. This time it was just a day trip there rather than staying overnight.

We had breakfast at KFC in Windsor House at Causeway Bay and we were quite horrified to see almost every table there filled with maids (nationality undetermined). Sunday was their rest day. You could see the wild side of them - with sexy clothes and heavy make-up, and quite a number explicitly dressing and behaving like lesbians. Suddenly it felt scary to be a minority.

Grilled chicken parts, crisscut fries and a flaky Portugese egg tart

My heartthrob Ekin making a comeback with this Stormriders sequel and a concert on 19th Dec (what a bummer to miss it!)

We took the MTR to Sheung Wan and took the ferry at the terminal to Macau.

At Causeway Bay MTR station

We gambled and had dinner at our usual cha can teng.

Seafood noodles and xiao long bao

I could not help but spend 1 full minute laughing at the menu. I can forgive them for spelling 'fried' as 'fired', 'luncheon' as 'Inueheon' and 'macaroni' as 'maeatoni', but their English names for their dishes are largely inaccurate. The last translation was a hoot - 'The pig digs up the toast or the few buffalo and cow horns package'.

Very bad English translations here

We flitted from the jackpot machine to the Sic Bo table to the baccarat table, and so on. I shall not elaborate on the details but we were foolish enough to lose all our Hong Kong Dollars plus virtual dollars from the ATM. We were really depressed and decided to leave Rio at about 1+am. We were once again angry with ourselves - why couldn't we just keep ourselves away from gambling?

We caught the midnight ferry back to Hong Kong. It was a breeze going through the customs - no queues! As we took the cab back to our apartment, the friendly and bald taxi driver chatted with us in quite fluent Mandarin about Singaporeans often coming here to gamble, as well as to Malaysia and cruise ships. For once, an accurate perception of us coming from a foreigner! He could not stop raving about his favourite cha can teng named Chui Hua. His passionate " 他们的早餐 ... ... very good ah!" kept resonating in Slug's head on the way back and got his stomach curious.

We had a difficult night sleeping. Our heartaches kept reminding us we could afford another long trip back here if we had not gambled our money away.