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In the morning i went to pick up my Chinese visa from over the road, and then it was straight to Shuen Wan to catch the hydrofoil to Macau. Turned out they left every fifteen minutes and were piss easy to get tickets for despite the guide book saying you should buy them a few days in advance. We arrived in Macau ferry port about 5pm and caught a local bus to the centre of town, because we heard that was where all of the cheap accomodation was (the only hostels in Macau or on an island called Coloane and wont let you stay if you dont have a International Youth Hostel card). We managed to find a hotel pretty quickly called the San Va. They only had 2 rooms left, one with a double bed and one with a single. Me and Ackroyd ended up sharing the double bed, sleeping on a sand paper mat with a tiny sheet to cover both of us. But then what do you expect for 2 quid a night?
Within 15 minutes, me and Ack had managed to lock ourselves out of the room, leaving the key inside in the process. Ack pottered upstairs to tell the hotel owner that we had locked the key in the room and went nuts cos the guy couldnt understand what he was on about for about 10 minutes, only for me to walk up and explain it in 3 seconds, much to Ackroyds annoyance. That'll teach him for speaking to foreigners like they are really dumb babies. He always puts on this stupid voice to speak to them which normally leaves me and Alex in hysterics. Needless to say, this is now the butt of the majority of our jokes!
After this episode, we decided we needed to spend as little time as possible in this hell hole, so we set out for lunch, onlym for everywhere to be quite expensive as we were in the centre (by expensive, i mean it cost us 4 quid for a meal!), so I had a mardy. Turned out the food was well worth it in the end, but i would have been happy to eat at a street stall nonetheless.
After the meal, Alex got in contact with his aunty Jackie who lives out here in Macau, and who he hadnt spoken to for 10 years, and we arranged to meet for a drink at a bar called Moon Walker down by the waterfront. We were late because we couldnt find the place and ended up catching a taxi. Flash seemed in a bit of a bad mood, maybe because we were late, but on the whole they seemed nice, especially since they bought us a few beers each. 
With a few beers inside us, we decided that it would be rude not to go to a few casinos, after all, that is what Macau is most famous for these days. So we walked down to a huge casino called Sands, where Al Robinson informed us we could get free drinks. I think they may have wised up to that one, as there were no free drinks to be seen. Alex was the only one gambling, but he left this place about 15 quid up, so we upped and left for the next casino.
We went to the Waldo next, where Al won another 15 quid and then on to the famous Casino Lisboa, where he won another 35 quid. The jammy bastard! As we left the Lisboa, we walked through some kind of underground shopping arcade, where we saw some of the most gorgeous women i have seen in my entire life, and the best thing is they were all for sale. Better get Al and Ack out of here as soon as possible before they spend all their money again! Got a good viewing though.
After this we headed back to the otel about 1.30am to see that Al had a monsterous cockroach in his room, which we aptly named Papa Roach. Al trapped it under a glass for safe keeping and then we hit the sack for the worst nights sleep ever.
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