Macau is the supoposed to be the Vegas of the East, but that’s too great a compliment to pay this town. It’s more like the Atlantic City of the east, except the casinos aren’t as nice. I really think this place is pretty nice, I was just hoping for a little more from their casinos.

One place wouldn’t let me double down on a ten. The dealer told me that I could only do it on an eleven . . . Is that standard practice? I don’t think so. Granted, I wouldn’t let me double down if I was showing a six (as she was at the time), but removing freedom to play is not part of the game. Who’s with me on this one?

But I enjoyed my stay here. It’s not too expensive (if you go to the right places), the people generally speak English well, and the town has an old European flavor to it. The streets and shops near our hotel didn’t get much of our money . . . Kim and I were too hungover to purchase much of anything. They had an all-you-can-drink “Beer Buffet” at the tower’s 180¢X Lounge. The choices were Kirin, Kirin, and . . . Kirin. I always thought that a buffet meant that you had more than one item to choose from, but this was not the case. The lack of choices didn’t take away from the fact that the restaurant was beautiful and had some great views of the city.

I know I saw or did something funny today, but I just can’t remember what it was . . .