Oh there's nothing like a Saturday away, a good ferry trip, followed by a tour of Macau. That was the plan, too bad it didn't work out that way. A typhoon warning of 1, which moved to a 3 in two days, shouldn't be a problem. But we forgot to tell Mother Nature about our trip!
The ride over was great, lunch at the Venetian was delightful, but then...in two hours the warning jumped from 3 to 8. Eight is the magic number where everything closes down. No tour, no ferries, not much of anything.
So it was wait, wait, wait and hope for the best. After visiting, joking, walking around and around and around, pitching pennies and every other thing we could think of to entertain ourselves the warning finally fell back to the magic number of 3 at 7:30pm. They asked us to queue up - they needed have worried, we queued up hours before that.
But we finally left about 8, got home at about 9:30pm, one big group of weary seniors. We will try again, but will watch the weather a little more carefully next time!
