Macau

Yesterday we went to another county, it was an hour away by ferry, we had to go through immigration and everything! passports stamped, i.d cards displayed and before we knew it we were in Macau!
Macau used to be owned by Portugal, in a similar manner to the Brits and Hong Kong. This resulted in arriving an Macau and having the distinct feeling that you have been transported into a missplaced part of Europe, it had big open squares and wide open roads, it was all rather bizzare. Take a look at the bulding on the left for example.

Macau is pitching itself to tourists as the Las Vegas of Asia, there are massive hotels here and gambling galore. Our first stop upon arrival was to visit Fishermans Wharf, which as far as I could see had nothing to do with fish but was in fact an avenue which took you all around the world in a tacky disneyland type fashion. For example...
You have Africa
What I think is meant to be an English hotel
And of course a coliseum, to name a few

What is more strange than a coliseum was that the whole avenue is deadly quiet. There was just elevator music being pumped around and nothing or no-one else other than us. Oh, and a very strange blue pipe monster which attacked Robyn and hugged her. This could be partly due to us visiting on a Saturday and this day being officially a working day in Hong Kong, but it all did contribute to a feeling that we were in the "Twilight Zone".
Once this strange tourist experience was over we decided to head back to the main ferry building and jump in a taxi. Problem was that I spotted a different type of taxi which seemed alot more fun. Pictures below.



So basically we got a couple of old men to pull us on a bike through the busy streets of Macau, at some points we were on the equivalent of the M25 in England, no one batted an eyelind. We were laughing and wetting ourselves at the oddity of what we were doing the whole way.
We were headed to Senardo Square which is the traditional hang out for locals and tourists alike. It was very European and you really did not feel that you were in Asia at all. We checked out some old ruins called 'St Pauls ruins'. As the name suggests it is a ruined church, but what was amazing was that they had records of the names of people who were buried in the crypt (which we also checked out) going back to the year 1530.

All in all it was an amazing day, we also discovered that the ferry system runs 24 hours, so that gives us a whole new country to explore on a night out!!!!!
Bx