You have to take the ferry to get to Macau, so we checked out of our hotel and made our way to the ferry terminal, which, like most things in Hong Kong, is in a mall. It was a bit of a mad scramble but we worked out how to buy tickets and where to queue for our ferry. We even had a lovely soup before we left.
The journey itself on the Cotai Ferry took about an hour and was really comfortable. Like most places in Hong Kong it had free wifi and as we’d booked first class we got snacks and a drink. The only seats that were left were in first, and we were keen to get there. On the way back we returned in economy and it’s just as good, you just don’t get the box of mystery snacks!

We had also booked to stay at the Grand Hyatt in Macau, and this was even more impressive than the one in Hong Kong – especially as they upgraded us to a suite larger than some of the flats I’ve lived in. However, we did discover one shocking thing – the hotel DIDN’T have a bar. Actually, what we realised pretty quickly, was neither do the casino’s. This is a big difference between Macau and Vegas – although they have similarities and in some cases exactly the same hotels (There’s a Venetian and a Wynn in Macau) the vibe is very different. Macau is about serious gambling, and there is no real drinking/cocktail culture to go alongside that. So we decided to go and find a bar, and didn’t have to go far. Across the road from us was the Wynn Hotel, which you had to get a very cute cable car to.

It went all round the lake, over musical fountains and was really good fun. So, deposited at the doorway of the Wynn we headed for the nearest (and only) bar. And what a bar. It was quite literally, fabulous. A vision of rich gold, jade green and mirrored loveliness. It sounds over the top, but actually it was gorgeous. Very well done and very comfortable. My picture definitely doesn’t do it justice, so I’ve used this one from the Wynn Palace Hotel website.

And they served the biggest Martin’s in the world.

Even the ladies toilets in The Wynn were gorgeously decorated.

Once we’d had our cocktail top-up it was back to our hotel for some time in the Casino. The next day we went out exploring in Macau old town, which was fascinating. It felt very Chinese – different to Hong Kong. There is a strong Portugese influence, dating back to when it was a Portugese territory, so you can get egg tarts everywhere – though it was impossible to find a coffee shop. We walked and walked and came across temples and great shops selling cute tea sets (I really wish I’d bought one) and lovely food. There was even a shop that sold only Portugese tinned fish.

Then it was back to the Hotel and all too soon we were getting up the next morning to head back to Hong Kong for the last part of the holiday.
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