Sunday, January 15, 2012

EatWalkShop (2): MACAU

EatWalkShop (2): MACAU (November 20, 2010)
“To travel is WORTH ANY COST OR SACRIFICE. I am loyal and constant in my LOVE FOR TRAVEL, as I have not always been loyal and constant in my other loves. I feel about travel the way a happy new mother feels about her impossible, colicky, restless newborn baby – I just don’t care WHAT IT PUTS ME THROUGH. Because I ADORE it. Because it’s MINE. Because it looks exactly like me. It can barf all over me if it wants to – I JUST DON’T CARE.”

– Elizabeth Gilbert (Eat, Pray, Love)



Only a ferry ride away from Hong Kong (and with no additional visa requirements), Macau is one of those places I’ve always wanted to visit. I’ve always been intrigued by the seemingly chaotic mixture Macau offers: grand casinos, historic ruins, quirky architecture, Portuguese food, and Chinese culture. It seemed like the perfect fusion of the east and the west, which is why when we booked our Hong Kong tickets my only condition was we go on a side trip to this former Portuguese settlement.


I M M I G R A T I O N

The posh HK-China Ferry Terminal
From Harbourside in Kowloon, we took Green Minibus No.77 to Harbour City in Canton Road, TsimShaTsui (Fare: HKD$3.7). We walked to the HK-China Ferry Terminal, which looks more like an airport or a shopping mall than a ferry terminal, and boarded the 9:30 AM trip of the New World Fast Ferry (Fare: HKD$148). We made it just in the nick of time for the 1-hour ferry ride, which was very smooth owing to good weather.

The ridiculously long LINES
Up until this point our journey to Macau was basically uneventful, so we were quite relaxed. What we didn’t realize was the ridiculously LONG lines (yes, that’s plural) waiting for us at Immigration. We’re used to long lines, but this one was just ridiculous. As we would find out later in the trip, we apparently chose the worst possible time to visit Macau, because first, it was a Saturday. Second, the Macau Grand Prix was ongoing. Third, the Macau Food Festival was also ongoing. Fourth, everybody was preparing for the Asian Games. Even without any of those things, Macau is already a famed destination for both international and local (from mainland China and Hong Kong) tourists, so we were bound to be in a crowded place. Lining up in Immigration took around an hour, so by the time we were finished it was already 11:30, and we were famished.


T H E  C O N F U S I N G  B U S

So where do we go from here?
After exiting the terminal, we wanted to look for Bus 10-A, which would lead us to A-ma Temple and basically Macau’s historic centre. We couldn’t find such bus, and someone was ushering everyone into this huge bus that looked like a free shuttle going somewhere, so being such adventurous (and clueless) travelers that we are, we followed the crowd.

The free shuttle (we were right about the free part) dropped us in a bus stop somewhere, and from here we could see bus signs with lots of numbers (10-A was one of them). We were waiting for Bus 10-A, but Bus 3 arrived and all the tourists we were with got on it. Some guard kept ushering us in and when we said A-ma temple or Senado Square he looked at us and said (or gestured, I can’t really remember) “Yes, yes, go in.” All I know is that all the other tourists got in the bus, and again, being such adventurous (and clueless) travelers that we are, we followed them.

Inside the bus
The bus fare cost MOP3.4, which we paid for in HKD. We had no idea where we were going, but we were thankful to be seated. The Macau cityscape rolled by, and it was interesting to see the casinos on one hand and old buildings with Portuguese-style architecture on the other. We passed by the Grand Prix as well. Soon after, we saw what looked like the Senado Square on the right side of the bus, so we got off at the next stop. Thankfully, a lot of other tourists got off at this stop too, so we were on the right track.





S E N A D O  S Q U A R E
Senado Square

The Senado Square is Macau’s center of activity and one of Macau’s most famous landmarks. The floor is paved with a unique wave pattern, and the square is surrounded by a lot of Neo-classical buildings that make you feel like you’re somewhere in Europe. Here we saw the Senate Building, the Holy House of Mercy, and other such landmarks.

Lovely buildings and paved roads
At this point, however, we were really just looking for a place to eat, so we walked and walked until we could find something that suited our fancy. It is worthy to mention at this point that we were getting tired of Chinese food with all its MSG, so we wanted something different.
St. Dominic's Church

Our seemingly directionless walking led us to St. Dominic’s Church, which was build in 1587 by Spanish Dominican priests. For some reason we went inside, and for some reason the guard was Filipino. We asked him for suggestions of nearby places to eat, and he suggested Restaurante Platao, which was just around the corner.

Restaurante Platao







P O R T U G U E S E  F O O D

Restaurante Platao is the place to be for authentic Portuguese food. Because we wanted a change in cuisine, it suited us perfectly. We dined al fresco at their charming little courtyard, and the experience was lovely. Again, it seemed like we were in Europe. Ironically enough, our waiter was Filipino, so he was able to suggest a lot of great dishes.

Baked Bacalhau
We ordered Portuguese Fried Rice, Baked Bacalhau (salted codfish) with Mashed Potato, and Baked Pork Loin with Parma Ham & Cheese. We even got free Poppy Seed and Cashew Nut Rye Bread w/ butter as appetizers. It was our first experience of Portuguese cuisine, and the taste was new to our palate. It was delicious, but we couldn’t quite compare it to anything we’ve ever eaten before. Even the rice, which was so colorful and looked like the Spanish paella, didn’t taste like it at all. While the taste of the food was closer to Mediterranean cuisine, it’s still unique and a welcome addition to our palate (Lunch: MOP 107/head).



T H E  S E A R C H  F O R  E G G  T A R T S
Cathedral Square

Although egg tarts can be found practically anywhere in Macau, we asked our Filipino waiter where to find the best ones, and he suggested Margaret’s Café e Nata. He said we had to walk up towards Cathedral Square, turn right and go down an alley, cross the main street, and find the famous egg tarts in a back alley café.

Lining up for egg tarts
It sounded easy enough, so we did as we were told and walked up until we reached Cathedral Square (the area surrounding the Cathedral of Macau), where we took several pictures. We went down the alley and found a shop where they sold milk tea, so we had our regular fix (so far, we’ve had milk tea with EVERY single meal of this trip, excluding breakfast). The milk tea was really good and cost MOP 10 each.

Egg tarts!
We walked some more until our instincts led us to the famous Margaret’s Café e Nata, where we bought the most delectable Portuguese egg tarts. A piece of trivia I just found out, Margaret is apparently the famous Lord Stow’s ex-wife, and judging from the long lines, her egg tarts must really be well-known among locals and tourists alike.


The alley full of people



T H E  R U I N S

Our boxes of egg tarts in hand, we walked back to the Cathedral Square and followed the signs to the Ruins of St. Paul. Walking a few more blocks, we reached this really narrow alley full of souvenir shops, beef jerky stalls, bakeries, and other such food stalls. The place was really crowded and a tad chaotic, so we went in one of the shops (Choi Heong Yuen Bakery) and bought almond cookies as pasalubong.

Finally, we caught a glimpse of the famous Ruins of St. Paul, what’s left of the Cathedral of St. Paul (Mater Dei), which was built by the Portuguese sometime in the 17th century. The Ruins is one of Macau’s most famous landmarks, and also one of the tourist-infested areas.
The Ruins of St. Paul
L O S T  I N  M A C A U

After the Ruins, we decided to skip the rest of the historic sites (temples, more churches, etc.) and go straight to the Venetian. However, we didn’t want to go through the crowd of people on the way back to Senado Square, so we found another way. However, our instincts weren’t as spot on in Macau as they were in Hong Kong, so we ended up getting lost.

Public "exercisers"
We just kept walking, passing by St. Anthony’s Church, until we saw this touristy park and went inside. We ended up in Camoes Garden, although we didn’t know at that time, and it was actually a beautiful garden and such a peaceful oasis in a chaotic bustling city. What we noticed though, was that there were so many old people in the park. Some were using the “exercisers” and some were playing chess. It was charming to see culture like that up close. To think, this was not part of our itinerary and we only ended up here because we got lost. After walking further inside and sitting on one of the benches, we rested our very tired feet, regrouped, and found our way back to Senado Square after a few more minutes of walking. It’s worthy to mention though that this whole “getting lost in Macau” walking business took an hour. One full hour.


T H E  V E N E T I A N

Inside The Venetian
By the time we got back to Senado Square, we were so tired and about to give up but we couldn’t leave Macau without experiencing the dazzling casinos. So we hopped on a bus which brought us to the Venetian. A Filipina (I love that there are so many Filipinos here!) who probably sensed the confusion in our conversations on the bus asked us where we were headed, and suggested that we get off on the second Venetian stop instead of the first one. We got off in front of City of Dreams, where we got tickets to the Bubble Show before crossing the street to The Venetian. 

Care for a gondola ride?
I’ve been to the Venetian in Las Vegas, and it has always been my favorite of all the Vegas hotels because of the grand canal and the gondolas. I loved the ceiling that looked like a sky, and the architecture and shops inside that make you feel like you’re in Venice. We took a lot of pictures and even tried our hand at the slot machines. Although we couldn’t understand exactly how the game went (we knew it was a game of probability and combinations, but the mechanics of “winning” were just too confusing), we played anyway and had a grand time.

The Venetian at night


C I T Y  O F  D R E A M S

We crossed the street back to The City of Dreams just in time for our 7PM Bubble Show, and because it was dark by this time, the dazzling casino lights were already on full display. The show at “The Bubble” was called Dragon’s Treasure, and of course we didn’t know what to expect. What greeted us was a spectacular 10-minute digital masterpiece complete with light, sound, and water effects, all projected in a “bubble” or a sphere-like screen which made the experience a fascinating 360-degree one. We felt like little kids again, and it was the perfect way to end the night.

Crossing the street to the City of Dreams
L E A V I N G  M A C A U

Ferry ride back to Hong Kong
From the City of Dreams we boarded the free shuttle back to the ferry terminal, where we boarded the ferry back to Hong Kong. More walking and a train ride later, we found ourselves back at Elements, where we ate our very late dinner at 360. We had really good ramen at just around 10PM, and the noodle soup was so therapeutic and delicious (Dinner: HKD$53/head).

The experience was tiring but fun. Getting lost can be stressful, but there are surprises along the way, and by getting lost we really got a peek of Macau’s culture. The place is really a strange mixture of conflicting cultures, architecture, and people, but I guess that’s part of its charm. I loved that we were acting like travelers and not just tourists, and I loved that most of the places we went to were suggested by fellow Filipinos.

In hindsight, the Macau experience was something I’m glad I went through, although my feet will probably disagree with me. That said, after an entire day of walking in Macau, I think I can survive just about anything.


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