Bub’s Macau Weekender

The Vegas of Asia is hardly the place for a bub you might say, but we made it work this long weekend with a little family jaunt to the City of Dreams. Hard to believe I know, but Macau is actually doable without the promise of the big win at the thousands (ok, hundreds) casinos scattered across the place.

We packed our bags, carrier, pram, spare change of clothes and spare change of everything (Parenthood = So. Much. Stuff. Always.) and headed off to the Macau Ferry. Lesson number one: do not ‘wing it’ when it comes to transport with child. Phrases like “let’s just rock up” and “let’s catch whichever ferry comes” and “let’s play it by ear” used to serve my other half and I well, but it no longer works when you live your life in three hour increments between each feed.

Turns out our ferry wait was 2.5 hours (!) but we took it in our stride and did what any self-respecting expat does with their free time waiting for a ferry, we feasted on dim sum at Maxim’s Palace downstairs. No regrets at all. Delicious.

While we arrived later than we thought, we immediately bee-lined for the hotel pool and got some afternoon sun. Bub was a champion of champions and did some quality napping on the ferry, in the taxi and even by the pool on arrival. Turns out he is better at relaxing than his mama. Way better.

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We stayed in the old town so we could explore the historical sights by foot/stroller, which worked really well. We spent Sunday adventuring through the fantastic Portuguese influenced historical architecture, the ruins of St Paul’s being a real highlight. St Dominic’s Church was absolutely stunning as well, definitely worth taking a look and doable with a stroller.

The summer heat was pretty intense, so intense it turned pretty quickly to epic rain on Saturday afternoon, which was a good excuse to relax at the hotel, enjoy a room bigger than our apartment and generally enjoy precious fam time together.

We adventured with food too, we tried some authentic Macanese food, Chinese meets Portuguese, apparently one of the oldest fusion cuisines there is. If you find yourself in the old town head to Restaurant Litoral for its African Chicken and Minchi (an unusual but tasty spiced mince and potato dish). Portuguese chicken is always a win and we were not disappointed.IMG_7768

Another highlight was a sneaky Spanish Tapas place called Bar Celona, where you could tell the food was authentic Spanish. The drawback was it was on the other side of town from where we were staying and was painful to get a cab there and back with Bub. I had to argue with someone using hand gestures only (the joys of no language skills) to score our cab home. Lesson two (for the public): don’t mess with a mama who wants to go back to her hotel before feed time.

Bub took the changes to his routine in his stride which is quite a win and has inspired us to book the next trip. Its hard to know how much (if anything) he is taking in, but I am hopeful he enjoyed the sights, the bumpy terrain and the new sounds and smells of the old town.

Our little exploration reminded me that adventure, although quite different to what we are used to, is always a good idea.

S xx


Sophia

Sophia is a new mum, slowly adapting to the many changes that a new baby brings to life. She is a keen writer and adventurer who loves to travel, although now considers leaving the house and walking around Kennedy Town, where she lives, an adventure in itself (ah, how times change post baby).

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