More Pictures of Our Macau Wanderings….
The market near the Ruinas del Sao Paulo
A traditional Macanese egg tart- crazy delicious!
Yum!
beef jerky- Macanese style?? My best guess. It tasted good though.
Look! A protest...This was the one and only protest that we saw in China
Some locals...
Dried mussles and shrimp...
Rice wrapped in a banana leaf...this is on our list of things to try,
but we're saving our appetite for sangria and Portugese tapas!
Dinner at Dom Galo, Another Fodor’s Choice!
Jenn and I were ready for dinner and some cocktails after all walking around the island all day and taking pictures, so we set out to find Dom Galo’s, a Portugese restaurant famous for its eclectic décor and spicy prawns. Dom Galo’s was also, of course, a Fodor’s Choice :) Since the street signs in Macau are very small and difficult to find, and there are no addresses, it took us a while to get to our destination, so we arrived, we were ready to rejuvenate with a few pitchers of sangria….and that’s when things got crazy….
Our dinner here was amazing- go here if you ever come to Macau
Guacamole with Doritos- genius!
Spicy prawns and Octopus salad
Fodor has done it again...Jenn won't leave home without Fodor.
After our dinner, the owner sent us complimentary glasses of port and coffee ice cream. When we went to thank him for his gesture, he told us that he was so excited to have foreigners enjoying their dining experience at his restaurant and exploring the island of Macau. I suppose that there aren’t a whole lot of Americans who come here, although maybe I just need to go out for drinks more often with Jenn, who has a tendency to attract the "gray foxes". Did I mention that I love it here??
Macau: Jenn Discovers the Sweet Power of Wielding the Macanese Eye, or “Macau-n-Eye”
We were pleasantly tipsy after our dinner at Dom Galo, so we decided to “ride the wave” as we like to call it- which is defined by when we are having so much fun that it doesn’t make sense to end the night short to go to bed. The return ferries run all night long, so we decided that it might be fun to grab a drink in one of the casinos. But first, we did a lap through the MGM where Jenn practiced using her “Macanese Eye” to continue the luck that we had had at Dom Galo. The results were staggering…we had guys actually leaving their gambling tables to follow her out of the casino and get her phone number! By the time we got to the hotel bar at the Wynn, she had gotten a guy to follow us in and tell us to stay for a drink with him when he returns from his business meeting.
The bar was awesome- we had an adorable girl from Shanghai who was our server and we had a great view of all the high rollers sporting “murses” as they walked through the casino corridor and I had a thought to give the Macaunese Eye to the security guy in Cartier, although it probably wouldn’t score me that watch I’ve been coveting for years… We are also pretty sure that we saw some shady deal going down with the Chinese mafia at the table next to us since there were a lot of men walking in and out and handing off briefcases. Jenn thought it might be best to keep the Macanese eye under wraps while they were around J
Bar at the Wynn
Enjoying our post-sangria drinks...note shady businessmen behind Jenn
When the business man who wanted to have drinks with us did return, we realized in a few short minutes that we would only have the energy to have one more drink before catching the 1 am ferry back to Hong Kong. Also, giving men the Macau-n-eye had clearly taken it’s toll on Jenn’s eye (or it was from pollution, lol), and she had to throw out her contact lenses which made her my cyclops friend who I had to direct through Hong Kong immigrations in the wee hours of the morning. Even though I was crazy tired, I tried to make sure that made it safely onto the ferry and through immigrations before I also passed out on the 1 hour ferry ride back to our hotel. It was a great day and all the friendly gestures from our trip to Macau were definitely sweet vindication for the loss of Jenn’s wallet a few days beforehand.
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