The Hong Kong-Macau travelogue continued. I am undoubtedly a time traveller.
September 11, 2010. I was jealous with Kamal and my parents for the chance to listen to Juan Miguel Mendoza and other inspiring personalities at Herbalife University, yet, I was also adamant to treasure my alone time with Khalish the son and Cimi the younger brother. We strolled from one street to another, passing building after building, all the while deciding that Taipa was one quiet town despite the hype of Macau, which we liked. It could be the drizzle, which then gave us an excuse to enjoy more tastes of Taipa, literally, from a restaurant. Thank you, Cimi, for the lunch. Most of all, thank you for humouring Khalish's antics, as well as his mother's. Came bedtime hours later, the little one still wanted to be out, remembering the fun he had during the day. Kamal and I wished we could pass him to Cimi that very moment.
September 12, 2010. My parents decided to accompany Khalish and I to Macau City as Kamal continued with Herbalife University, avec Cimi. The four of us crossed the Macau-Taipa bridge, towards the real hype! Seeing the city during the day, I vowed to return there at night, already envisioning the vibrance.
To my disappointment, I did not manage to photograph neither Taipa nor the city as much as I wished to despite my insistence to lug the camera along Khalish, the stroller, and the diaper bag (or, because of the insistence). No stress though. At least, by lugging, I was in touch with the much missed weight-training. At lunch, the restaurant that we chose only had an upper-floor seating area. My father queued downstairs to make order, while my mother went to the restroom. Khalish was already anxious to rest somewhere outside the stroller. There I was, with a 13-kilogram boy in one arm, a 6.8-kilogram folded stroller in another, a diaper bag slung over one shoulder, and a camera over another, ascending the stairs, then, crossing a sea of people in search of a vacant table.
We continued our little tour after lunch, only to be stopped by a heavy rain. Khalish was too tired by then that he slept soundly in the stroller, even throughout a half-an-hour queue for a taxi.
The day's summary in photos: