Travel 2004 – Macau, Day 2

Monday, 15th November 2004 – Macau, Day 2

Last night’s dinner was very good, but the restaurant staff delivered the disturbing news that they wouldn’t be doing lunch during the Grand Prix because the local government had booked the entire place from 6am to 6pm… So where were the teams, drivers, officials and press supposed to lunch now? Bugger… they told us they’d be doing takeaway pizzas, but that presupposed there was somewhere you could go and eat them (food in the press office isn’t really on). There was nowhere else that didn’t involve trekking off into the distance, and we knew we wouldn’t have time for that.

Sunday night was very disturbed. The time difference (8 hours) caught up and getting off to sleep proved difficult. Staying that way was made even more difficult by the fact that some moron had given the wrong room number to his friends, with the result that at 3am someone knocked on our room door, and at 4am someone else did. They got short shrift, but of course we were awake by then… and Lynne had eaten something that didn’t quite agree with her (maybe some of the previous night’s seafood) and wasn’t in great shape come the morning, though she reckoned she’d got rid of it by then…

Once Lynne was sure she felt better we set off out in pursuit of temples we hadn’t visited before, and also a photo shop (the one that was across the road from the hotel seemed to have gone), so that I could get a supply of film supply and also get some films developed and onto CD.

We took the day very easily. A trip to the Macau Tower to book a table for dinner in the 360 restaurant on Wednesday night (when there were fireworks scheduled) was followed by a collapse on the terrace overlooking the Pearl River delta, and the various sea traffic (everything from motorised junks to high tech jetfoils). After that we took a trip up to the top of Penha Hill to look at the spectacularly ugly church of Our Lady of Penha – which is quite elegant on the inside, despite the fact that the outside is made from grey cement and was built in the 1930s. The views of the bay and the South China Sea were quite spectacular from up there, and the whole hill was lined with villas built originally for rich foreigners, and that now house the Macau government offices. There were some utterly superb Art Nouveau structures on the road leading back down towards the Nam Van Lake, and I took a lot of photos of the doorways and various other architectural features. After that we both decided we were exhausted after our bad night, so with a good supply of film in hand, and new batteries bought at stupidly cheap prices for all the cameras we went back to the hotel. Lynne was still a little unwell, so we sat around drinking tea and trying not to fall asleep (as that would only serve to mess up the next night’s sleeping patterns). An early night seemed to be in order – though the flamethrower option still applied to anyone who woke us up this time!

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