Breakfast at the Inn
So the first full day for my sister started with the free breakfast in the Thai restaurant in the building. You give the breakfast coupons to the person at the entrance and then another person lead you to a seat. We woke kinda late, but there was plenty of food. The options didn't change much during our stay, but there's a some variety of food to choose from. I went Western and this was the only day with bacon.
It looked a bit foggy/smoggy that morning so figured the Peak and Buddah might be better later in the week. That left Kowloon or Macau. Macau won.
Some late night googling found a promo for people who's birthdays were in the same month as they were travelling - $218 r/t so saving about HK$100.
My sister was disappointed that she was yet again given a piece of paper instead of a stamp in her passport. Immigration was fast and easy. Outside were a bunch of casino buses waiting.
I've never been to the Las Vegas Venetian so no idea how it compares, but wow it was humongous - we in fact basically got lost in the complex so didn't get to see the historical part.
I think this was the Sands part we wandered into.
All that walking meant I was hungry again, we ended up at a Chinese restaurant called Old Hong Kong right next to the canals, where two gondoliers stopped to perform. One with the lady singing and the other providing the guitar.
The restaurant had fake gondola booths we sat in.
The food: Seafood fried rice (the abalone, scallops and shrimp was hidden under the rice and noodles), seafood rice noodles and shrimp dumplings (there was also sui mai that came later). We had plenty of leftovers for dinner later.
And of course you can't go to Macau without trying their egg tarts.
Who needs cake when you have these:
One amusing thing was the lack of paper napkins/towels - especially the non-American branded places. We first encounter it at the restaurant. My sister asked for napkins and the waiter was like "Tissue?" He comes back with a travel-sized box of tissue. I later noticed other patrons had their own napkins. Later in a couple of other women's bathrooms, the paper towels are labeled as "tissue." It amused us throughout our trip to see if things said tissue.