I get an SMS while I was in Jakarta this past weekend. Basically, it was my friend, Yen, who happened to be staying at the same hotel that I was, last week. He saw me walk by the restaurant. Small world.
Anyway, we decide to grab a late dinner, before his red-eye flight back to HK. We meet at the restaurant on the bottom floor of the Shangri-La. Apparently, there's a seafood buffet promo, and we decided to go for it.
He eats the seafood. I don't. He gets hit with crazy food poisoning, and I'm fine...or at least I was until yesterday.
I fly back on Saturday afternoon, and instead of going home and trying to recover during the weekend before my next flight out on Tuesday, I decide to take a ferry straight to...Macau. It was a last-minute trip - just to hang out with a friend, play a little blackjack and "unwind".
Long story short, we head back home from Macau on the 6 am ferry to HK, and I am not feeling good. Long flight from Jakarta, then straight on a ferry - staying up all night in Macau and ending with a ferry ride back to HK...I'm too old for this.
Anyway, we decide to go on Superclass for the ferry ride home...all that entitles us is a reclining seat, a free meal, and quicker exit to go through immigration. My friend swears by the hotdog they serve on the ferry...and so, being the lemming that I am when it comes to food, I go for it.
...and I get food poisoning. And I have to fly out tomorrow and I still don't feel good.
No more Macau for awhile. Curse you, pink meats...
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