When we got off the ferry and reached immigration, we were in for a shock. It was as if we were in the midst of World War II and the Japanese were here to attack us again so everyone was fleeing the country and the whole ferry point was in chaos. I could almost see a couple being pushed away from each other by the chaotic crowd and the woman accidentally slided the man's Soviet Titus watch off his wrist...
Then the shouting and yelling of a China tour lead brought me back to reality. Apparently she was yelling at her fellow China tour lead who had happily led his group to cut her group's queue. And apparently she wanted to share her anger with the rest of the world and thus her loud voice.
We knew we could not survive queuing (or not queuing) with the China Chinese tourists with their tour leader generals, so we found one queue with more ang mors (not difficult to locate tall ang mors anyway) which is way more... peaceful.
It was then that we could really see the contrast between the China Chinese queues and non-China Chinese queues. While our queue seemed longer, we had civilised breathing space from the ang mor in front of us and the Korean gals behind us. The China Chinese queue opposite us seemed much shorter, but they were packed more compact than a can of sardines. In fact at one point, some of them started yelling at each other again in the queue, and then I suddenly realised there were some Singaporeans behind our queue somewhere. Because I heard someone muttered "Aiyah, shout so much for what? Fight lah!".
Finally we got out of the ferry point and took the free shuttle bus to The Landmark Macau. Due to the vast number of hotels competing for customers, most of Macau's five-stars hotels provide shuttle services. Some of the bigger ones even have kawaii gals standing outside the ferry point to get tourists to go to their hotels!
While our hotel shuttle was just a small van, the room was actually pretty big. Hey T.T. Durai, I've even got my own golden taps! And all these for less than SGD200 a night, it's quite a steal.
On the way from the hotel to the Portuguese restaurant Restaurante Platao, we realised how the whole Macau is overflowing with tourists, especially at the shops along the way. And after losing our way and seeking help from the tourism office, we were delighted to find the restaurant tagged away at a quiet corner.
These fried balls are made of some Portuguese salted fish and mashed potatoes, and apparently only available in Macau. Not bad though I'm not sure I tasted the Portuguese salted fish.
The baked duck rice is supposed to be a famous dish for the restaurant and they sell only limited number of dishes per day. The rice tasted like glutinous rice, fragrant and chewy which I like, and the duck meat in the rice added texture to it. But the sausage was a bit too salty. I think I prefer our chicken claypot rice...
When ordering, the waitress mentioned that we did not order any vege, so we ordered the eggplant, which we didn't expect it to turn out so gigantic! Although the cheesy minced meat and the eggplant was tasty, it was way too much for two! But guess what? The cauliflower that the two gals on the next table ordered was gigantic as well!
Though we were super full after eating the gigantic eggplant, we had to order this dessert which is supposed to be a Macau specialty that is originated from this restaurant. I can't really tell how they do it, but it tasted good. Like some ice-cream cake topped with fine bits of biscuits.
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