

Once, when I was childless and carefree, I won a free trip to Macau in a contest organised by a local magazine called 8 Days. It didn’t turn out to be exactly free; I had to fork out $500+ in the end for airport taxes and other fees. Nevertheless, $500+ was a small prize to pay to experience how local tradition co-exists with opulence in this interesting East-meets-West place. That’s my dad grinning in the photos.