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Monday, July 24, 2006

it is rather devastating to be back from our painfully short-lived holiday to hongkong. three simple words: extreme sleep deprivation. i think we can safely say that we did not waste a single minute of our 3 measly days at our favourite holiday destination. staying fer 2 extra nights wouldve been the icing on the cake, but unfortunately, we arent crazy enough to blow moolah on one-way tickets back to singapore on tuesday. dont you just hate special packages sometimes.

please ignore random photos that are, as usual, not in order.

saying goodbye to the Sands casino in macau to catch the 7am ferry back to hongkong after 9 hours of blackjack. i dont think i need to tell you how smashed i was.
eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat.

no more money! give us back our money! ok maybe not in leon's case, that explains the big grin. the one hour trip to macau is always one filled with excitement. the trip back is just hell. guess which one this is?
taken on the bus heading towards our hotel. once again, we did not sleep a wink the night before our flight, but we survived the entire day after catching just 4 hours on the plane.
our favourite back alley steakhouse across the street from the hotel we stayed at. stuffing our gut is considered a hobby. theres fatigue written all over my face.
counting what little money we had left for macau after some major shopping.



:)

will someone please sponsor my ticket back?

mar de sade gnarled at 1:41 AM

1:41 AM