Double or Nothing

 

Macau was a mix of the unfamiliar, and they came in twos - ancient ruins by day and casinos by night, Portuguese and Cantonese, Sic bo and baccarat. We came for one night, they say it’s the Las Vegas of the East, and we were feeling lucky.

 
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We spent the day mostly wandering, we didn’t have time for much else and there was always something to see. We searched for marketplaces and people-watched once we got there. We ate Macanese food - a fusion of Portuguese and southern Chinese cuisine - and walked in pursuit of as many egg tarts as we could find.

 
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We dressed up that night, we’d been feeling grungy lately - intense humidity and living from a backpack will do that to you - but wanted to pretend like we were high-rollers for one night. We went to dinner and a show (The House of Dancing Water), then off to the casinos. It was all very Macau.

We bounced around the tables, but ended the night at the good old-fashioned slot machines. I put in twenty dollars at the penny-slots and cashed out when I’d doubled it, my first win of the night. My mantra has always been to quit while you’re ahead, but we decided to live a little (with our forty-five Hong Kong dollars - roughly five USD.) We went to the roulette table and put it all on red. We lost it all of course, but all things considered, we still felt like we came out on top.

 
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