Tailors, Temples & Trishaws in Macau
Last month, seventeen intrepid women from San Francisco flew to Hong Kong, dropped their bags in Kowloon at the crack of dawn, and then promptly took the 45-minute ferry to Macau.
Their destination?
Nowhere close to Ho's twenty-five year-old flagship casino called Casino Lisboa or any place remotely related to gambling.
Rather these women were on a mission to select fabrics from a tailor named Al who would not only duplicate the favorite garments they had brought with them from home, but who would hand deliver all of their newly-made suits, dresses, shorts, pants and jackets to their Hong Kong hotel, in less than five days.
Here is an account of a ten-hour adventure to Macau -- which did not include one minute or one dollar spent in a casino.
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Friday, May 20, 2005
Tailors, Temples, Trishaws & Gambling in Macau
Tailors, Temples & Trishaws in Macau
Last month, seventeen intrepid women from San Francisco flew to Hong Kong, dropped their bags in Kowloon at the crack of dawn, and then promptly took the 45-minute ferry to Macau.
Their destination?
Nowhere close to Ho's twenty-five year-old flagship casino called Casino Lisboa or any place remotely related to gambling.
Rather these women were on a mission to select fabrics from a tailor named Al who would not only duplicate the favorite garments they had brought with them from home, but who would hand deliver all of their newly-made suits, dresses, shorts, pants and jackets to their Hong Kong hotel, in less than five days.
Here is an account of a ten-hour adventure to Macau -- which did not include one minute or one dollar spent in a casino.
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