Wandering around the streets in Macao looking for Ruins of St. Paul’s with no Internet connection and with 26°C heat beaming down on us meant that a) my auntie was on photographer duty, and b) crushed ice honey green tea drinks were my saviour. I took this one by an adorably quaint Portuguese-esque back street. I’ll put a proper photo diary together when I get home tonight, but I fell in LOVE with the European building style meshed perfectly with Chinese qualities.
Also couldn’t get over how busy it was. Oh my gosh Saturdays… ;_____;