Thanks to Eper, Mimi and Kayni for this wonderful tag. I’m asked to share 10 birthday wishes.
My natal day is still months away. Normally I only have three general wishes (only three patterned from genie’s granting of wishes) for my birthday: world peace, good health, and happiness of the people that matter to me in that case I’ll be happy, too). However, I now willingly share 10 of my tangible birthday wishes, in random order.
(1) At least 10 packs of Korean squid – Please.
(2) The White Tiger – Since I don’t want to break my promise that I’m not going to buy another book unless I’m done with my long overdue reads, I hold on though I’m itching to get this one.
(3) Digital photo frame
(4) Wii Fit
(5) Literary surprise
(6) DVD of Twilight and Eraserheads concert
(7) Goldilocks cookies and cream polvoron and Red Ribbon ube macapuno cake
(8) Travel to Egypt or Greece and Baguio this year
(9) 2009 group picture of and/or with family and friends
(10) Meiji’s chocolate – Wish granted!
I got a sweet surprise from Dyanie few days ago and this really made my week. Do you know that we don’t have Meiji chocos in UAE? As much as I want to share these, I already consumed all. Haha. This was also the first time I’ve tasted Meltykiss. I was wishing for this and was granted so soon. I especially liked the dark rum. To top it all, she wrote me a letter which was indeed heartwarming. Much thanks again, Dyanie.
Feel free to grab this tag, special shout out to Laagansagayud (who will celebrate her birthday soon), Upto6only (we have the same birth month), Rico and Garando.
Museu De Macau is steps away from Ruins of Saint Paul. Being on a package tour has twin effects, the time constraints and efficiency. Our tour guide allotted us two hours to visit the ruins and museum. I suggest that you see the ruins first because there’s a tendency that you will be unmindful of the time once you’re inside the museum.
The museum allows non-flash photography. But I noticed that not too many were taking photos. The visitors are multi-cultural and I assume that the interest in checking the bits of the museum will vary with the orientation, intensity of exploration, and basis of comparison. I also noticed that some of the museum’s keepers are Filipinos. I chatted a little with one of them and claimed that there are so many kababayans (fellow Filipinos) in Macau now.
The first area showcases rebultos (images) of old Chinese people, those of Jesus Christ and other traces of Christianity. This is not surprising since Macau has been under the colony of Portugal for a long time.
In addition, the Myths of Macau, a model trike and an area with TV featuring the history of Macau (reminds me of Lights and Sounds Museum in Intramuros) can be found in the main area.
There’s a miniature of old trading that happened centuries ago.
One of the most interesting displays here are the seemingly Chinese ‘dolls’. They are eerie and great to look at.
Traditional dresses, postal box, spices, pro-forma kitchen are also on display.
Of course, there is a showcase of artificial Macau food. I wished these were real and will then go out of the glass wall. I remember when I was a kid when someone feels cheated, he’d say “Lutong Macau”.
Lutong Macau refers to anything preconceived or planned and is bound to occur. The phrase might be from the local experience that Macau Chinese are known for their style of cooking and restaurants who promote the cuisine-prepared ingredients even before it is ordered.
As we turned to the other corner, this lady scared me a bit. I don’t know why, maybe it’s just my imagination. But I find the museum’s arrangement of displays to have a little eerie effect. Also, there are life size structures of local vendors during old Macau. They are all situated in the booth “Cries of Macau.”
A substantial amount of display is devoted to history of firecrackers. There was a time that Macau became one of the largest exporters of fireworks.
The museum also offers a two-storey fancy row of houses.
A traditional living room in Macau. I liked it a lot especially the paintings.
As of present time, this is how the houses in Macau generally look like. It’s very Binondo. I took this while we were walking back to the tourist bus as we were headed to the Fisherman’s Wharf (details in next post).
I also noticed that motorcycles are very popular there. As a side note, most of the signs are still written in Portuguese. Just like on this motociclos parking.
I have visited Museu De Macau before our very own Museum of Filipino People. I’d say the latter has more to offer and is at par with cleanliness of Macau’s. Here’s a very good video of Old Macau (1960s). I think this would speak better than the museum. I’m not a Macau local, but I felt having a trip down history after watching it.
During my brief stay in Hong Kong, a day was dedicated for Macau. Instead of having the Do It Yourself arrangement, we joined a day tour for efficiency. From Tsim Sha Tsui, the travel agency’s shuttle picked us up and did board us to HK Terminal. It only takes a 30 to 40-minute Turbo Jet ride from there to Macau.
Inside the tourist bus, the guide gave us pamphlets and orientation about the places we would be visiting. In between, she would ask questions that will merit you a fake casino chip. I got one when I hit the response for “Who are the second largest residents in Macau?” I wildly guessed Filipinos. Of course, we are everywhere, aren’t we? We are trying to dominate the world.
Macau is popular for its casinos that it’s otherwise known as the Las Vegas of Asia. It only has 29 square kilometers, and there are 29 casinos also. Fair equation. How did I know this? From our tour guide. That was her first trivia question, I was so lazy to think that there are 29 casinos per square kilometer clue.
It’s odd how something not really attractive can be very interesting. Just like in one of the parks we visited, there’s this tulip monument being Macau’s national flower. I don’t imagine that Philippines will ever have a Sampaguita monument.
Due to Chinese and Portuguese influences, this statue of Kun Iam is said to be a blend of Chinese goddess Guan Yin and Catholics’ Virgin Mary. Our tour guide actually asked us to make a wish as we visited this spot. But she also strongly reminded us not to make the sign of the cross or else our wishes will not ever come true.
We weren’t able to get really close to the statue because there was an ongoing walkathon that day. During our visit, Macau was having a weeklong celebration of its 10th year of independence from Portugal under China’s umbrella. For the unfamiliar, Macau and Hong Kong are Special Administrative Regions of China.
We also went to A-Ma Temple which was built for the goddess Tin Hau.
(I wish I could read this)
(View from the top of the temple)
It was a lucky day indeed, as the walkathon culminated near the temple. Imagine almost all locals were there. I enjoyed comparing the profiles of the participants in the parade. We also had the chance to have our photos taken with them as well as the members of drum and lyre bands and dragon dancers.
Ruins of Saint Paul is said to be the greatest monument to Christianity in Asia. Hence, this is the most famous sight in Macau. Built in 17th century and was destroyed by fire in 1835. The facade and stairway are all that remain.
(The amount of visitors is overwhelming)
As I was taking snaps, a younger visitor approached me to have her photo with me. Her mother became our photographer. It is one of the unusual and random interactions one could have.
(My oriental kebab lunch: grilled mutton, lamb and chicken on a biyarni (Indian) rice, Iranian salad and Arabic bread)
One of the good deals of being in UAE is you get to taste authentic shawarmas, kebabs, and other one of a kind dishes. I had lunch in Alshuroque, an Iranian restaurant which serves different kebabs. I willingly tried and opted to start with an oriental mix. It was a delicious yet heavy meal. Much as I want to consume all of it, scrutinizing the pieces of the grilled meats, but it was filling enough that I thought my stomach was going to explode.
I actually can consume more than these. Remember my five-hour lunch? Since then I boastfully think I’ve now perfected the art of continuous eating and how to enjoy it without feeling bloated. But I think I gave up with this kebab because it’s not the usual stuff to me, that an oriental mix was too much. I could have just had any of chicken, lamb, or mutton kebab alone first. That’s a little psychology. Lesson learned.
To top it all, I am convinced I smell like kebab after this lunch. Now I can empathize with those smelly people whom I apologetically thought are not observing proper hygiene. See what too much spices can do.
Just when I thought I was going to have my long wish three-day weekend, it just wasn’t meant to be so. For the unfamiliar, UAE has Friday and Saturday for its weekend. Yesterday (Sunday) was supposedly a non-working holiday for everyone, being the birthday of Muslims’ Prophet Mohammed. However, there was an announcement recall. Saturday became the non-working holiday for private sectors instead. Boohoo. I don’t really have work that day.
During the weekend, I got to watch this annual dance fest of one of the three Filipino schools in Abu Dhabi. This year’s theme is street dances. They’ve got livelier presentations this year. My favorites are the bangus dance for its choreography and costume, the ati ati han for the graceful main dancers, and these charming pupils in their sailor costumes. Incidentally, the Philippine Consul and Ambassador were there and announced that their offices are now open during weekends to make the absentee voting registration possible to everyone. Uhum, I think I have no more excuse.
Just like the preceding weekend, I spent a considerable amount of TV time. Over MBC, they lined up good films. While doing other stuff, I’ve got to see Ghost for the first time. No wonder it’s one of the best films in the 90s. Of course, its twin thought is the classic Unchained Melody. I also saw a bit of Mom’s Got A Date With A Vampire. I was laughing out when I saw garlic as weapon for the vampire. Hollywood can be very Pinoy sometimes. While Sleepless in Seattle is charming as ever. The chemistry between Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks is one of a kind.
But the highlight of my TV time was my tuning in to Eat Bulaga. I’ve never seen this noontime show for more than a year now. But I did because of their tribute to Francis Magalona. It’s surprising to know how intense he is as a person and his influence in the music industry. They aired videos of some of his performances in early 90s. I was in elementary then and I remember ‘Mga Kababayan’ seemed like a national anthem that time.
I was in a jealous mode, too, last saturday. Again, I am miles away as Eraserheads did the Final Set concert. And it sounds like I’m not getting any chance soon. I read from a local newspaper that Ely Buendia signed a contract that they’re not performing again as Eraserheads for the next 10 years. I just contented myself with the video they aired as part of the tribute to Francis, his last live performance in Eat Bulaga (and with Ely) singing Super Proxy last October 25. Thanks to Karla for her Final Set concert posts (1 and 2). It made me feel like I was there, too.
I’m looking forward to the weekend (again). I can’t wait to watch the DVDs of Ghostbusters and other flicks that I scouted from my favorite multimedia store the other day.
Our greatest happiness does not depend on the condition of life in which chance has placed us, but is always the result of a good conscience, good health, occupation, and freedom in all just pursuits. - Thomas Jefferson -