Hello, Friends!
Chris decided to take me to Macau for my birthday, and I agreed without protest.
For a change, we throught we'd stay away from garish casinos and look towards the old town, instead.
And that's how we currently find ourselves at the
Sofitel on Ponte 16, luxuriating in old-world charm, Grand Hotel-style. It's certainly not absent of pomp, but it's far from pompous. Everything is kept elegant and stylish and well maintained. It's quiet here - a respite.
Our room overlooks the charming Macau Inner Harbour, offering a sweeping view of the historical peninsula.
Chris is off to gym and to the pool; I'm obviously blogging (duh) coz
my palm still hasn't healed. But enveloped in such serene grandeur, my recovery process just might speed up...
With Affection,
James
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| The Sofitel's facade |
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| Chris ascends Ponte 16 |
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| Hotel Entrance |
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| Hotel Lobby |
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| Chris checks in |
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| Glass art |
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| Detail |
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| A stunning mural of Macau Inner Harbour... |
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| ...actually wraps around the wall. |
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| Macau at our feet |
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| Our room |
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| Holy shit, this was the painting in the lobby... A sweeping view of Macau Inner Harbour from our room |
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| Jelly Belly in the minibar, natch |
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| Chris plans the day |
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| Oh, hey. Here's an idea. Fill up a vase with fruit and water, then top up with bright blooms. Fresh, clean, novel. Fab. Can't wait to try this at home. |
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