Posts Tagged ‘Macau’

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I am a happy person, most of the time. But there are days when the saddies attack and we can’t help ourselves from succumbing to the blues.

Creating a list of things that make us happy is one way to motivate us when we are feeling down. It’s one good trick to make us appreciate the small things in life and to remind us that we can always retreat back to our happy place whenever we need to.
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TRAVELLING

As a kid, I was not much of an explorer. I was content with my good ol’ little town; with its fair share of beaches, falls and historical spots. I never even dreamed of venturing out of Luzon, much more out of the country.

Kapurpurawan Rock Formation, Burgos Ilocos Norte


Paoay Church, Paoay Ilocos Norte

Everything changed when I started working. It’s like a switch suddenly came on and I became a wanderlust. Maybe it’s the thought that I would be using my own (must I mention hard-earned) money instead of my parents’. Maybe I just wanted to reward myself for finishing school with a trip somewhere far, or at least farther than the farthest I have ever gone. Or maybe the tales of some officemate’s latest exploits poked at my curiosity. Or maybe it’s a mixture of all these factors.

UPV Summer Outing, Laiya Batangas


Parasailing at Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia

Whatever it was, it completely changed the way I look at the world and life in general. Those places whose names I can’t even pronounce became places I needed to explore someday. Those cultures that were once too bizarre to imagine no longer freaked me out; instead, they poked at my curiosity. The unfamiliar no longer scared me; instead, it made me want to know more.

Camping with 25C girls at Nagsasa, Zambales


Ligpo Island, Batangas

Nothing compares to the pleasure a getaway brings. When I travel, I temporarily forget about the things that are not going right in my life. It’s also a good way for me to clear my head and think straight. And when I’m not travelling, I usually catch myself daydreaming of the next place I would visit. The desire to travel just won’t stop. I don’t think I will ever get tired of travelling; whether to discover new places or revisit old and familiar ones.

Ruins of St. Paul's, Macau


Universal Studios, Singapore

What about you? Do you like to travel? What’s your favourite among all the places you’ve ever been to?

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We dedicated our second day at Macau to exploring the Senado Square and visiting the world famous Ruins of. St. Paul’s. But first, breakfast was in order. We badly wanted rice and were ecstatic when we found a restaurant just across our lodge.

The menu looks great, doesn’t it?

Sadly, rice meals are only available after 11 so we had no to choice but to go for noodles instead.



It might have been the best food decision we have ever made this entire trip. The noodles were perfect, the beef so perfectly moist, and the broth was nothing like I ever tasted before. It was so filling we weren’t even able to finish our bowls.

After being satiated, we headed back to Senado Square and took more pictures of the plaza. The serene vibe exuded the night before was lost with all the people, tourists and locals alike, roaming around. However, Senado Square did not lose its charm in the light of day.


We followed the signs leading to The Ruins. If one’s not good with signs, it is always the best decision to follow where the throngs of people are heading. Along the way, we passed through alleyways filled with stores selling local goods of all kinds – pork bun, egg tart, jerky, etc.


Not long after, we were afforded with our first glimpse of The Ruins. Our pace instantly quickened; eager to see The Ruins in its entirety.





We went through the façade and climbed up to the viewing deck which offered a nice view of the city.



After feasting our eyes with the scenery, we made our way to the underground museum which contains varied religious artifices.





Just somewhere around the corner, we checked out a small temple and part of the old city wall.

Seeing that we still had some time left, we headed to Macao Museum thinking we could finish touring it in an hour. Turned out the museum was too big to zoom through in the span of one hour so we just checked out the garden on top of it.







Then it was really, really time to go so we grabbed some quick lunch and headed back to our lodge to pack up and board the ferry that will take us to Hong Kong.

Next up, the Hong Kong leg of our trip.

As expected with Cebu Pacific, our flight to Macau was delayed by an hour. What better way to pass the time than camwhore, yeah? So camwhore we did.



This should be on a Coca-cola ad somewhere

The flight was as uneventful as a football game, lol no offense to football fans. I just don’t get that sport. So you kick the ball right? Then you run towards the ball… just to kick it again. Eh? Didn’t that just happen already? Meh. Forgive my unappreciative-ness.

Camille, Neri and I: queens of cramming


Sneaked in a photo before the field officer told us to put our cameras away

The lights in the city were so pretty! Too bad they don’t allow photography at the airport grounds. Because we’re so not prepared for this trip (itineraries were not finished!), the first thing we did upon arrival at Macau International Airport was to look for tourist maps and whatever we could find as guide to well… touring around Macau. Then we took a cab to our hostel and checked in for the night. But then we were so hungry so we ventured out in search of some authentic Chinese food. Guess where we ended up at.

McDix beybeh! Authentic Chinese food FAIL!

After dinner (no rice!!!), we decided to walk around Senado Square since it was just nearby. First thing we saw was their very purrrdy post office where a black man (yes I know this is racist) from Guinea hit on me!!! Madness!

Very pretty, yes?


Boypren ko, LOL. Yes, he's the scary black man. Hmph!

We thought he was just offering to take a picture of us three with the building. Turns out he wanted a picture with me! And he draped his arm around my waist! Oh the horror!!! My companions, being the good friends that they are, ran away and left me with him. Yeah, whatever. Let me be raped or murdered or something. To ward him off, we killed some time at the plaza and took more pictures.





For more pictures, check my Facebook: Macau at Night (full set)