Out Passed 2 - Nights out in HK and Macau

So, sightseeing the past couple days really solidifies that my opinion of what HK looks like.  Think about what would happen if NYC's chinatown got blown up without the stores being destroyed and merely scattered around the city.   some places got a lot of trinket shops and food stands.  some areas are really high end stores, and some places have high end stores interspersed with stands.  picture Cartier and gucci and ferragamo sharing sidewalk space with an old lady selling bras, flashlights and dried fish.  Sam said he's thought this, but people think he's being a little racist by saying it.  Honestly, I mean no offense by this evaluation and in fact I think it's pretty interesting.  Just makes me wish I had a lot more money because there are so many nice watch and sunglasses stores with awesome fruit in between.

friday night we went out to some bars after touring the night market at temple street; an event that seems more like western entertainment than an authentic asian experience so I will only briefly recount some of the more interesting moments.

• Anna, a crazy middle aged asian lady followed sam and i through the market bitching about her husband of 20 years who left her two years ago.  she wouldn't stop talking to us for well over an hour.  Through careful analysis we concluded she was not intoxicated, and she wasn't trying to scam us or steal from us but I got a huge amount of crazy vibes from her (thank you Meth ED for teaching me about the crazy)
• Sam taught me how to tell the difference between normal bar goers and  prostitutes from the Philippines.   Surprisingly, its ridiculously hard to tell.  thankfully I'm not on the market for a lady companion (on a paid or volunteer basis) so it was fun to watch the ladies of the night market their wares to their unsuspecting prey.
• I learned that Guinness here doesn't taste very good.  usually those draft keg cans are delicious, but for some reason it just tasted off.  I don't get how a beer brewed and canned in the same place as the ones i've drank at home can taste so different.  
• It's hilarious to watch European guys get brutally rejected by a girl over and over.  Then through sheer will power he gets an obviously reluctant makeout at the end of the night to get him off her.  And supposedly this guy is going to be on my flight to vietnam on monday so I might actually get closure on how things went the next day when she was supposed to meet up again...
• unsurprisingly the bouncer at a club called "volar" had never heard of the splint by the same name.  He seemed oddly happy to find out what a Volar was.  he was not impressed enough to let me in wearing my shorts instead of pants.  

Last night we went to Macau.  it's basically vegas transplanted to asia  that is an hour ferry ride from HK.  The cool thing is that it's technically another country so i just got another country added to my passport.  I'm not a huge gambler so I played a few games and mainly cheered on sam -and other people who pretended not to understand my encouraging words- and enjoyed the sights.  it was a good time.  Unfortunately, although we left the casino at about 145, we didnt' get back to sam's apartment til around 430 am.  so it was a late night but it's all good.

And for a GI tract update; so far so good. as a future Dr (i'm still so frickin excited) I will make this mature.  My diet has involved a good amount of duck, noodles and curry.  as a result my doody has remained solid and voluminous as usual but i notice the smell is significantly worse and surprisingly unfamiliar.  as a side note I am taking pictures of virtually everything I eat so I look forward to looking back at all these when I return stateside (i am not taking pictures of my doody).

today sam and I are going to some beach where we are going to camp for the night.  I'm super excited for a low key day and evening.