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There’s a spot in Macau that reminded me of Hayao Miyazaki’s films. Windy, quiet, sleepy. It’s a cobblestone walkway that goes up and down, trees left and right, small cars parked outside, people walking, wind blowing. And the lamp posts. I have a thing for lamp posts. I feel they stand witness to the everyday life of now and yesteryears. At night, most especially, lamp posts give this aura of enchantment and mystery, as if they emit light that opens portals to that time when women wear long skirts and people ride horses.

This place of charm I’m talking about is in Taipa Village, an area that used to be the economic center of Macau, which to me means countless traders have set foot in Taipa’s narrow roads lined with houses that are so small you’d think many of them are playhouses.

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Mike and I were in Macau last January to see Taipa and and the Cotai Strip (will blog luxurious Cotai next). These two are a contradiction. Taipa is all serene, Cotai is decided to impress. And yet, both are in the same island of Taipa, next to the main island of Macau.

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The flowers and gardens here (in photos) surround the blue-green Taipa Houses, which face a river. On the other side of the river stand the towering casinos. That’s it for now. More notes next time, next week. I need to write here more as I noticed I only have one entry per month of late.

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