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Must-See Macau

Macau is a 1.5 hour ferry ride from the terminal in Hong Kong, and it’s worth a day trip.  Everyone knows about the lavish casinos and the huge party town (it’s like the Vegas of Southeast Asia), but here are three must-sees – aside from the glitz and glamour – that will make your Macau visit even more fun.

Old Town Macau

Check out the fortresses from when Macau was a Portuguese colony.  See the architecture, take in the decidedly European influence (there’s even a Port wine museum!), try to figure out street signs in Portuguese…

One stop for spectacular views of the city is the old fort, Fortaleza du Monte.  It has panoramic views and really shows you the dichotomy between Old and New Macau.

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The cannon is pointed directly at the casinos….hm….

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The Ruins of St. Paul are right next to the fort, and are gorgeous.

You can also see the Chinese influence that still hasn’t will probably never go away, in the forms of older temples and shrines, and even more modern propaganda in the form of the 1950s Mao posters in every store.

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Pandas!!!!!!!!!!

Did you really think I’d skip the pandas?  Come on….

There are two pandas in Macau, and they are awesome.  The panda park itself is interesting – it has panda EVERYTHING (so it’s basically my version of heaven), and you can watch them till your heart’s content.

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These were absolutely huge awesome pandas made from carnations.

If you catch them on a good day, they’ll do flips and entertain you, but on a bad day, they’ll just stay in their little cave area and not come out.  Luckily for me, it was a good day, and I got to see it up close and personal.  Now if only I could figure out how to get one home…

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Grand Prix Museum

I realize this won’t be everyone’s cup of tea, but it’s a really short museum and if you like cars or appreciate it at all, it’s worth a trip.  Inside, you will see Aryton Senna’s car and race suit, an entire wall devoted to Michael Schumacher, and various other cars from other forms of racing (Porsche, BMW, even Toyota).  It’s a throwback homage to the days when racing was insanely dangerous, drivers were rugged men, and parties were wild and debauchery ran amok.

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And if the Museo du Gran Prix isn’t your thing, the Port wine museum is right next door. Cheers!

Jenna Does Dallas, Part 3


Let me reiterate:  Dallas was cold.

But during the one nice day I had, not only did I find a tiny (man-made) body of water, I  also walked around downtown.  There are several different neighborhoods in Dallas, much like any city (and I am still attached to the ones in Manhattan), but I found myself wandering to both the closest and most interesting – the Arts District.

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It’s a pretty area, with lots of shiny buildings and interesting graffiti on some of the walls, and a few theaters and concert stages.  Not quite Broadway, or even Temple Street in New Haven, but still a nice place.

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A bit of google maps later, I found myself at the Dallas Museum of Art.  No, it’s not the Mueso del Prado, or the MoMA, but it’s got enough  to keep me happy, and oh….yeah…it’s free.   This $25 entrance fee (or €14) thing is pretty steep, if you ask me.

There was some interesting art – old Mexican sculptures and masks, a handful of Mondrians, and a spattering of ancient Egyptian and Japanese relics – but the best part was the modern art chairs…..well, obviously.  It’s a freaking panda chair!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

16_usiUSaxtbdTLSll8M6_MPRBwL6_7kwZr6Rqyx4NUO=w1015-h802-no Worry not, I was not arrested for trying to steal save said pandas from a fate worse than death – being crushed by a massive American derriere – but I did have to drag myself away.  Oh, pandas.  My weakness.  I spent a few hours meandering through the exhibits, and though I missed several really great ones (Pollock, Renoir, and International Pop Art), there was enough to remind me that art is everywhere.