Like Las Vegas, Macau is a city within a city: the veneer of gambling etched in meganeon on the surface diverts attention from the Portugese-Chinese cultural blend thriving just beneath the bling.
Long walks up narrow hills reveal this culture. Similarly, the Portugese architecture+decoration illuminate the exterior, while the Chinese underbelly exposes another reality.
The European gloss carries a sentimental familiarity, but for me, it's difficult to turn away from the Asian texture and visual richness.
Local cuisine is where both collide in unexpected, extraordinary ways.
I've been back several times since Macau is just a five minute ferry ride from Zhuhai, China.
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