Christmas in Macau

Macau... one of the loveliest places I've been thus far. Who could have thought? Huge skyscrapers, obscenely ostentatious casinos, hotels with their own London Royal Guard (with M16s), commie-style apartment complexes... but all these are so tastefully placed among the narrow, cobbled streets and ancient-treed avenues, old fortresses, cathedrals and twisting alleys that they actually seem to fit. The city is pretty much a big Unesco site, it is so delightful. There are not the huge multilaned roads like Hong Kong or Wellington; people stop for pedestrians; no one spits; smoking is rare. It is a perfect example of a city modernising while still retaining its charm and class.
The only thing I wasn't impressed with (apart from the high prices) was the lack of pubs! I just wanted to sit down have a beer on Christmas day, while the girls crawled the make-up shops! There was not a pub to be seen. We found a horrendously expensive karaoke bar cluster, but that was it. I'll do a more thorough scout next time.