The Diary
The first thing I did was to pack my gear and check into the room I paid for 6 months ago when I booked the Trans-Mongolian trip. Air-conditioning & a TV. Sheer bloody luxury. I then hopped on the MTR and zoomed to the ferry terminal on HK island.
I was there early and went through immigration & customs in a matter of minutes. I passed the time waiting for the jetfoil by having a hot dog. The jetfoil was quick, smooth and quiet, far superior to the hovercraft I caught to France in '88. Macau was just like an up-market Melaka with a few added casinos to give it just a hint of Monaco.
I didn't think it was really worth more than a day visit. All the sights are small, old, European churches and I've seen thousands of better ones in Europe. I think you need to do a bit of gambling to really appreciate it. And there are a couple of islands I didn't visit. It was a pleasant day out though and I bought a Macau 1999 t-shirt (as opposed to a HK 1997 t-shirt) and received lots of new stamps in the passport.
2012
A stamp for leaving HK, one for arriving in Macau, one for leaving Macau and another for arriving back in HK.






