I always had interest in visiting Macau, some friends lived there and my interest was fuelled by their stories of growing up in this culture clash. I took a ferry from Hong Kong that took about one hour. It was a pleasant journey even though I’m not good on boats. Macau has a different feel from Hong Kong, it’s not as dense but it feels a bit more disorganised.

The mix of old Portuguese colonial architecture and the hap-hazardish contemporary architecture is nothing but jarring, which makes Macau unique but off-putting at times.  Most streets still maintain their Portuguese names but they are no longer used by the locals which makes things interesting when you’re trying to get somewhere.

Dinning in Macau was a challenging but rewarding experience. English is widely spoken in touristic areas but in restaurants not so much. Most tourists in Macau come from mainland China which means most places are catered towards that crowd. It happened more than once to walk into a restaurant and sit whenever there was room and be handed a menu in Chinese. I still ate amazing things, even though the staff was never very friendly they always took care of us.

And then there’s the overwhelming mix of casinos and shopping malls. Casinos are not my cup of tea but I had to check it out. The atmosphere was heavy, stressful and not very welcoming and I couldn’t wait to get out, but I did do some shopping, it’s kind of impossible not to in places like that.