Macau to Hong kong

Arriving in Macau from Hong Kong via the one hour ferry, the one thing that caught my eye was all the casinos that are in Las Vegas are also I'm Macao. Yes the Black man has been to the big LV and lived to tell the tails. Macau is big, the resorts are much bigger than in LV and they are beautiful. The gambling floors were filled by Chineese trying their luck. I don't go anywhere near the tables for I know the machine is programmed to win after all.

I was looking forward to the evening, thinking the night clubs will be as exciting as LV. What a damn squib. There were a few joints resembling clubs with a few people. On this point Las Vegas wins by a margin. By 2 am I was tired of searching for fun and called it a night.

On Friday catches the ferry ride to Hong Kong, this time I intended to only look for a place to slip when I got there and I had did not know that accommodation can be scarce on a weekend. After hours of walking around found a plane called New Star Guest house, small clean and going for HK$450 per night. Only got angry when I was promised that I could watch the SWC 3rd place play off and only to wake up at 4 with no game being shown.

Hong Kong is extremely expensive, but the locals are also rich, the number if expensive cars you see on the street bear testimony to that. Next to my hotel was a karaoke pub which was frequented by locals. They first day I walk in and ordered a Japanese bear and when everyone starred at me, which I  am used to, did not come as a surprise. This time the looks were really bad. Half way through my drink a man called Lawrence, who would later be my friend walked up to the counter and told the bar man to take away my drink and replace it with a bear called Blue Girl from German. He would later tell me that it was very offensive to the locals to be seen with a Japanese product. I offered a couple of English songs on the karaoke, much to the delight of the locals.

As I write this post, it is a sunday evening and I am sleeping early to wake up at 2 am to watch the World Cup final and today I have secured a seat at the local bar. After the game I am rushing to the airport for my early flight to Beijing.

The stop over to Beijing is to pick up my visa for North Korea. Yes the black man is heading to Pyongyang. I a probably the first citizen of Swaziland to go to that country. As you know there is no internet in Korea DPR and my next post will be on 19 July 2014 when I land in Johannesburg. Do visit my blog for insight into Korea DPR.