The next morning we packed up and headed to the neighboring island of Macau for a little day trip, and then from there we caught our flight to Thailand. I can honestly say that Macau is the weirdest place I have ever been. When you first arrive, it's like you are in Vegas. There are the same casinos, the same hotels, water shows and everything. Then as you walk further into the city center, BAM, you're in a little Portuguese town. So. Strange. Seriously, I still can't wrap my head around it. A few hours (take or minus the few more we spent trying to figure out where the heck we were--never before then had I wished I spoke Portuguese) was all we needed.
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| This right here explains our morning. |
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| We suffered from a fair bit of "culture confusion." It's a thing. |
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| Really? A cathedral on a hill? |
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