As you may (or may not) know the Chinese have a Mid-Autumn festival, because of this holiday many people have work off and kids have a break from school. Kif had a break at the law school because of this and we decided to go on a trip. Macau, a small island, seemed an ideal spot to spend our vacation.
Macau was a Portuguese colony until 1999 when Portugal returned Macau to China. There are still some Portuguese speakers in Macau, though we did not encounter many. People in Macau seemed to have a good grasp of English making bargaining more understandable, but definitely not easier.
The first hotel we stayed at was called the IFT. It was a school for tourism. The lady at the counter was a student and all of the workers as well. When we went to dinner the waiters were obviously new students, or just learning how to serve food (and poor water). Aparantly pouring a proper glass of water is much more difficult than it seems. As a very nervous girl began to pour Isabel a glass of water, her hovering teacher swooped down and will issueing a constant stream of rebukes (all in Cantonese, so I actually have no idea what he was saying) showed her how to properly poor a glass of water. After this scene a student wanting to learn the ancient form of “smoothie delivery” shuffled to our table. He was so nervous he forgot how to hold a glass and his chattering teacher had to remind him how. Overall the dinner was delicious including grilled bass, quail, African chicken, bacalau potato pie, spaghetti, crème bru le, rhubarb crumble, caramel ice cream, peach serradura, and flan with maracuja and carrot sauce.
To be Continued... (maybe)
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