Ten-Day Summer Trip to Guangzhou, Zhuhai, Macau, Hong Kong, and Shenzhen
After stalking train sleeper tickets for half a month, I ended up spending more than 400 yuan extra by buying tickets for three stops ahead just to get tickets with consecutive numbers. Looking back, I think I should have waited a bit longer for the waitlist orders; the chances of success were probably high. Since this train didn't stop at small stations, we needed to change trains in Xuzhou. To avoid the train being late, even without tickets, we specially changed our tickets to Xuzhou. But the train we were supposed to take was directly delayed by 20 minutes. At the station, we went from anxiety to laughing—it was like the more you fear something, the more it happens. However, the train attendant said this train was fast, just wait. Sure enough, once we boarded, it accelerated all the way and even arrived in Xuzhou on time.
After transferring to the sleeper car, we started eating and eating. We brought a lot of snacks and self-heating hotpots, but lying on the train, we found instant noodles were the most fragrant and delicious. The next day at noon, we tried the boxed meal from the dining car. It was both expensive and bland... From now on, I'll just bring instant noodles when traveling. All the other snacks we brought along ended up being carried back home. Strangely, at home these things get devoured quickly, but when outside, we just don't feel like eating them.
After about 21 hours, we arrived in Guangzhou smoothly. We got used to the rhythm of transferring on the subway in a big city. In the evening, we checked into a hotel apartment near Tianzi Pier. Thanks to the front desk guy at the hotel—because he saw we had elderly people, he upgraded us directly to a suite. From the room, we could even see part of the Pearl River, which exceeded our initial expectations. How to put it? The family's satisfaction with this apartment was so high that the trip almost turned into lying in the hotel ordering takeout. So, the first night's night tour of Guangzhou was canceled. We lay in the hotel, watching the night view and enjoying the air conditioning.
First stop in Guangzhou: half-day trip to the Science Center in Panyu District. We came for the Guinness World Record's largest science museum in Asia, but the experience was really average. First, the noise when entering—if the daily visitor limit is 20,000, at least half of them are children, and they were making a racket in a huge building, like summer cicadas buzzing in your ears. On a weekend during summer vacation, there were also endless school study tour groups. It was like all the bad luck piled up. Every hall, every project was surrounded by people. Even if you touched an interactive device, a kid would come up and start pressing it wildly. Choosing this scenic spot, which took half the city to reach, was a total failure. The elementary and middle school students gained nothing. It wasn't as impressive as the three or four university gates we saw when passing through the university town.
At noon, we took a taxi back to Wanshengwei, the starting point of the so-called "Guangzhou's Most Beautiful Seven Kilometers" tram. I really didn't expect it—we almost got killed at this stop. Many people came to photograph the tram. Even though we were the first to buy tickets and queue, and even stood at the front row of the doors, when the doors opened, the crowd behind started to surge. Our old lady's shoe got stuck under the train, and the old man was pushed around at the door and almost fell. Fortunately, a kind brother nearby pulled him up, allowing him to steady himself. It was because everyone wanted to grab a seat by the river. It was really savage. This stop was chaotic, with zero safety measures. Children even ran onto the tracks while waiting. Station staff shouted reminders, but with little effect. After reaching Canton Tower, we basically had no mood for sightseeing. The elderly and children were exhausted. We took a quick glance at the tower and took a taxi back to the hotel to rest. As for whether those seven kilometers were beautiful, honestly, you could only see a river. It wasn't as spectacular as the marketing claimed. Not worth making a special trip just for this ride. If you must take it, don't start from the first stop—it's too crowded and dangerous. You can board from the next stop, but during summer vacation, it's completely unnecessary.
After that, only two middle-aged women continued wandering around. We took the subway to the Provincial Library. It was big, and we roughly walked through each floor, feeling the learning atmosphere of a big city. Then we planned to go to Huacheng Square for some shopping, but found it was all restaurants. Exiting Huacheng Square and walking up, we saw a small fountain square with many tourists sitting around. From our research, we knew there was a Haixinsha Music Square nearby. So we waited a bit, and then the fountain started "singing." The crowd cheered along with the water spray. At that point, I was a bit puzzled—this scale of fountain square, we have it in our small town too. What's so attractive about it? After three or four songs, the fountain stopped. The crowd moved towards Canton Tower. We passed by the Provincial Museum, which we couldn't book even a week in advance. We took a glance from the roadside and left. We originally planned to walk to the riverbank to admire the tower, but were blocked by the crowd. It turned out the real musical fountain was here, dancing to the music. It was indeed a very large musical fountain—our small town doesn't have one like that.
On August 19, it happened to be Doctors' Day. There were blessing messages floating on the tower, giving a sense of ceremony. Afterwards, in the nearby park, we saw many young brothers singing live on streaming platforms. It had a nice atmosphere. We didn't dare listen too long, afraid the lyrics would be too touching and make us lose our way. Walking around until after 10 p.m., we planned to take the subway back to the hotel. Then we followed the navigation and started a ghost-looping mode trying to find the station entrance. We extended in every direction but still couldn't find it. Finally, we had to ask for directions, even though we had passed by the entrance several times. Back at the hotel, we ordered takeout. The stir-fried greens got rave reviews from the whole family—superb.
The next day, we added a visit to Canton Tower on a whim. Got up early to reserve tickets. The free tickets for the elderly required booking many days in advance on the official account; there were none available that day, so we had to pay. Today's first stop: Chen Clan Ancestral Hall, said to be very Lingnan-style. Tickets could be booked on the same day. The service center offered free group explanations, just a deposit for the audio guide, which would be refunded. Numbers were called about every 20 minutes; if you missed it, no makeup. So after reserving, we lingered near the entrance. It was supposed to be 40 minutes later, but the previous number no one was waiting, so they skipped. The guide lady was very professional, teaching us a lot about Lingnan culture and making us feel that Guangzhou's trade with the Western world was indeed very advanced.
Second stop: Shamian Island. There were many distinctive buildings and ancient trees. Handsome guys and beautiful girls were taking photos. Looking at the lush greenery under the trees, it looked familiar—wasn't that the potted plants carefully tended to in northern homes? Here, they were planted right by the roadside. Along the riverfront park, many elderly people were performing talents. Listening to the saxophone and feeling the breeze, I felt that Guangzhou is truly a city with great inclusiveness. It seemed that if I sat here, I would slowly take root, like sitting in my hometown square—a disorienting warmth. Only when I saw the coconut trees by the road did I clearly feel that I was in the south. We ate a boxed meal from the nearby 711. The elderly and children went back to the hotel to rest.
Next stop: walking through Yongqing Fang. The most vivid impression while walking was that even a small house on the street could be used for business. No wonder it's an economically strong province—the people's life concepts here are different from Shandong, which is obsessed with civil service exams. We encountered road construction. An old man directed us to take a shortcut. Then we passed Zhan Tianyou's Former Residence Museum, and saw a train sand table actually inside the neighboring elementary school campus. Reaching Yongqing Fang, there were many trendy snack shops, all crowded with young people taking photos and checking in. We visited the Cantonese Opera Museum, looked at the stage, and superficially admired how beautiful the costumes were. We didn't wait for the 7 p.m. Cantonese opera performance. We had booked tickets for Canton Tower at 8 p.m. Before leaving, we took a look at the "Most Beautiful Bookstore"—Zhongshuge. The bookstore was small, feeling more like marketing hype. Not worth a special trip.
Then my sister was excited to go up Canton Tower. The elderly and children took a taxi from the hotel. We gathered at the ticket office. There were really many people. At night, they directly closed off the surrounding roads for pedestrians. Then came a long wait in line: first security check, then elevator boarding. Conservatively, it would take at least an hour. So our reservation for Haixinsha Bridge at 9 p.m. was completely wasted, just waiting in line here. However, we saw some ticket holders being directed to other elevator entrances—maybe those who bought movie tickets on the tower. Before boarding the elevator, they took a photo of us and said we could pick it up at the top. Around 10 p.m., we finally made it up. We took the highest elevator, occasionally seeing the colorful tower body. When we stepped out, our heads were buzzing—the familiar noise of children, the deafening decibels. In this two-story enclosed floor-to-ceiling window building, it didn't look as good as it did from the ground. As for that photo, they photoshopped a background and charged 128 yuan. We took some pictures at the top, wandered around until the crowd thinned, paid to look through a telescope, and then waited for the elevator down. Just as we stepped out of the tower base, the lights went off. After the elderly and children retreated, I wanted to check out Dafo Temple, but a search said the temple had also turned off its lights. I took a bus, then switched to a bike. Pushing the bike across a bridge over the river—after midnight, with occasional cars, cruise ships floating on the river, and panting in my ears—I cycled all the way back to the hotel. Exhausted, I rested.
On August 21, we checked out of the hotel apartment. In the end, we couldn't visit Tianzi Pier, which was closest to the hotel. We had planned to take a water bus there, but the schedules didn't work out. We should have gone on the first night in Guangzhou, maybe taking a night cruise on the Pearl River. Even knowing it's a tourist trap, tourists always think "since we're already here." Before leaving Guangzhou, we first visited Beijing Road nearby and looked at Dafo Temple, located in a bustling commercial area. Inside the temple, there was a statue of Mazu. At noon, we rushed to the Luosifen (snail noodle) shop across the street. One bowl of "Family Feast" and one bowl of vegetable noodle—two different flavors, but both were delicious. The business was booming.
Carrying luggage, we took the subway and then the intercity rail from Guangzhou South Station to Zhuhai-Mingzhu Station. The hotel in Zhuhai was super close to the beach—just one traffic light away, about a hundred meters. Once again, it exceeded expectations. There were claypot rice and grilled oyster shops downstairs, a supermarket and a dessert shop at the street corner. Life was very convenient. The little one even enjoyed a bubble bath in the hotel bathtub.
In the evening, we first sat on the beach. The Hong Kong-Zhuhai-Macao Bridge was right in front. To the left was the Zhuhai Opera House (Sun and Moon Shell), to the right we could see the City Balcony, and even farther, the Zhuhai Fisher Girl. The little one was excitedly running on the sand, trying to catch small crabs. Compared to Guangzhou, the clouds were lower, and there were fewer tourists. There were many shared bikes on the road, some with baby seats. Buses cost only 1 yuan anywhere. The beach had free foot-washing faucets. The whole city felt very down-to-earth, just like the broadcast on the beach: "Once you come, you're a Zhuhainese."
On August 22, after preparing the customs declaration codes at the hotel, we headed straight to Gongbei Port to cross into Macau. Since we saw online that Senado Square had many tourists, we planned to go to Jardim da Montanha (Two Dragons' Throat Park) first to take the cable car to Guia Lighthouse. But the navigation started ghost-looping again—couldn't get it right. We had to ask local residents, and even bought two pineapple buns to get change for the bus. Then came an awkward moment. A 13-year-old boy from Shandong sat in a priority seat. An elderly Macau lady came in. We couldn't understand what she said, but it was probably that he shouldn't sit there. She quickly pulled the boy up to give her the seat. When getting off the bus, a 9-year-old kid didn't manage to push through the crowd and almost got left behind as the doors closed. His grandmother shouted in panic and scolded him harshly, making him cry. The navigation wasn't going well. We accidentally saw the University of Macau Polytechnic Institute. After constant asking, we finally climbed up to the Monte Fort, then retraced our steps back to the Polytechnic Institute and arrived at Lotus Square. The group was somewhat exhausted. We crossed an underpass and rested about 50 meters from Fisherman's Wharf. I went alone to the navigation spot. Macau was indeed different from the mainland. I stood right across the street, but to get to the other side, I had to go to a footbridge, cross the road, and then come back. It was so tiring. I went back to the underpass and planned to take a bus to Senado Square. Someone said we needed to go to the Racing Museum near Lotus Square. They suggested the two boys might enjoy the Racing Museum. Haha, but it was closed on Tuesdays. The administrator waved at me from across the street to say it wasn't open.
Finally, we boarded a bus. Got off after just two stops. Then we started climbing uphill again. The group was already calling to go back to the hotel. To calm everyone down, we decided to eat first. We found a tea restaurant by chance. It was full, so we had to wait. After about half an hour, we finally got to eat. Delicious and reasonably priced. They accepted Alipay. We saw an old man finish his meal and give tips to the service staff across the restaurant. How nice. After eating, we continued to Senado Square. The navigation was really useless—the distance kept increasing. We asked many people, passed through many narrow alleys that didn't look like roads, and finally found it. Then the minors were completely exhausted, sitting down at Senado Square and refusing to go anywhere. The old lady and I quickly toured the nearby Macau Museum. Then we called a taxi for the elderly and children to go to the Venetian.
The middle-aged women kept walking, asking for directions, retracing steps, and asking again. In the end, we found the bus stop. The Venetian, Londoner, and Parisian are all adjacent. We followed the signs in the mall, walked through each one, and then went to find the elderly and children. The old folks liked wandering through the casinos' entertainment areas. The kids liked sitting in the mall, enjoying air conditioning and playing on phones. The middle-aged women looked at duty-free cosmetics in the mall. At around 7 p.m., we took the hotel's shuttle bus back to Gongbei Border Gate, ending the day's journey. Due to time and energy, we couldn't see the golden trees or diamond shows at the hotels. But the Macau residents felt very warm-hearted. Whenever we asked for directions, they answered patiently. My elderly parents were quite shocked by the money-making methods in the casinos, muttering that farming life couldn't compare. It completely shattered their dreams of growing greenhouse vegetables or raising pigs.
August 23: Free day. In the morning, we slept in. The kids went to the beach to wade. Since we discovered we had booked one day less at the hotel, we searched online for a new one temporarily. In the evening, we rode shared bikes to various seaside attractions. At the supermarket, we bought southern fruits and herbal tea. The dessert shop's signature mango pomelo sago was really good—completely different from what we have back home. And here, dessert shops sell not only drinks but also savory snacks like pig trotter with ginger, and so on. It's indeed a different concept from northern milk tea shops.
August 24: The first rainy day since the trip. It must have rained heavily during the night; in the morning, there were only drizzles. We checked out of the hotel and took a bus across the Hong Kong-Zhuhai-Macao Bridge into Hong Kong. On the bridge, the weather cooperated: the sky on the right began to clear, and we could see sea views on both sides through the windows. The immigration point was very close to Hong Kong International Airport. We could see planes taking off and landing, which excited the kids on the bus. Since the first thing after passing immigration was rushing to the restroom, I strongly felt the difference in toilets. They were clean and odorless, with toilet paper provided. Compared to our small town, it was very humane.
Then we used navigation to find the hotel. During our time in Hong Kong, we basically relied on one app, Citymapper, for directions. But the automatic ticket machines in Hong Kong didn't accept 100 HKD notes, so we had to go back to the immigration hall's 7-11 to change money. We also asked the lady at the counter to check the bus fare because we couldn't believe a bus fare would be such an odd amount. With discounts for elderly and children, the fare was exactly 7.7 HKD. It's really inconvenient to pay with paper money. Alipay was accepted, but WeChat Pay wasn't. So we couldn't use one phone to pay for two people like on the mainland; we had to pay part with cash. The buses had USB ports to charge phones. The red taxis on the road had a strong Hong Kong style, with slogans refusing unlicensed cabs. It's clear the taxi system here is different from the mainland. We checked into the hotel, right next to Nathan Road. It was convenient for dining, but Hong Kong-style afternoon tea required waiting. The elderly couldn't get used to Western food, so they forced down some Yoshinoya, and the kids went straight to McDonald's. The ladies who helped us order and the hotel front desk were all very nice. They tried their best to speak Mandarin. We didn't experience any discrimination for speaking Mandarin. One lady even apologized for mispronouncing a word. Everyone tried to use words that the other could understand, though occasionally the phrasing was a bit stiff, the meaning was clear enough.
We pre-booked round-trip tickets for the Peak Tram one day in advance. After lunch, we took the subway. On the way, we saw the Ding Ding trams on Central Peninsula. At the ticket office, there were still many people. We got a close-up view of foreign tourists joining the seat-grabbing battle, getting jostled. After reaching the top, it was after sunset but not yet fully dark. We leaned on the railing to see the daytime view of Victoria Harbour, then waited for the lights of the night. We also listened to the accents of tourists from all around: from Heze, Shandong; Japan; Europe and America—I couldn't tell where. The young ladies were really beautiful. Then, during the peak descent period, we queued again for the tram. A small square had dozens of turns, with crowds winding around. This time, we had to wait about an hour. Two minutes later, we were at the bottom.
We took a bus to the Central Ferris Wheel. After getting off, we still had to walk around a lot. We arrived at 9 p.m. but actually got on at 10 p.m. First line for tickets, then line for the cabin. If you want to ride, definitely book online in advance—buying on site is too troublesome. After three rotations, we got off and saw the富豪雪糕 (Mobile Ice Cream Truck), still with a long queue. Then we went to Pier 7 to take the Star Ferry. Enjoying the sea breeze, we went to Wan Chai Pier. This was truly a night tour of Victoria Harbour. Then we exchanged money again and waited for the bus back to the hotel. I never expected that Nathan Road at 11:30 p.m. would be mostly closed. Only a few 7-Elevens and McDonald's were open. This wasn't what I imagined—shouldn't it be a city that never sleeps? How come the schedule is so regular? In our small town, barbecue places stay open until 1 or 2 a.m.
The next day, we basically slept in. Originally, we planned to visit M+ and the Palace Museum, but they were sold out online. We would have to check on site. So first, we went for a walk near the Avenue of Stars. While eating, there was a sudden downpour—it came quickly and dispersed just as fast. We took the subway to K11 MUSEA. According to guides, there's a sculpture park on the 6th and 7th floors. I thought I shouldn't miss it, but when I got up there, it was just a big platform. Ah... By then, there was no trace of rain. We strolled around the mall, found the exit near the Avenue of Stars, walked back and forth, saw the McDull statue, and looked for celebrity handprints.
In the afternoon, we visited the Hong Kong Museum of Art and the Space Museum. The art museum had a free admission day. Each floor had a sea-view area. We quickly skimmed through each exhibition hall, then went next door to the Space Museum. Tickets were cheap, but the dome cinema tickets were mostly sold out unless you waited until 8 p.m. So if you bring kids and want to watch the show, you should first secure dome cinema tickets at the Space Museum, then visit the rest. Compared to the Science Center in Guangzhou, this one wasn't very large, but the crowd wasn't as overwhelming. You could queue for most exhibits. The kids were very interested in a dynamic surfing game, and many could queue for a second round. After playing, we went back to the hotel to pick up our luggage and have dinner. We had been eating rice for days, so we chose ramen at the hotel entrance for a change. Everything was fine, but when paying, we asked if WeChat or Alipay was accepted. They said 1:1 exchange rate for HKD to RMB. Infuriated, I whipped out 100 HKD, determined not to overpay.
Hong Kong felt different from Macau. Macau seemed more integrated into daily life: residents crossing the border in the morning to buy groceries, families carrying babies out to eat, steady middle-aged men walking out of shops in neat clothes, aunties patiently giving directions while shopping, old ladies sitting in front of residential buildings chatting and enjoying the cool... The places we visited in Hong Kong were mostly popular tourist spots. What we saw were basically service industry workers and tourists from around the world: a Korean girl and her mom in the front of the bus, two young ladies chatting in English on the escalator, an Indian uncle in a turban, a pregnant couple in Southeast Asian attire... While I can't yet travel to the world, I can come to a place where people from all over the world gather. Hong Kong is indeed different.
From Hong Kong back to Shenzhen, we booked a hotel closest to Shenzhen Bay Port. We also planned to take the bus back to Shenzhen Bay, but because we wanted to buy cigarettes at the duty-free shop, we decided to go through the more crowded Futian Port instead. Then we took the subway and transferred to the hotel. The whole way, we stood, which was very tiring. This was the hotel we had to grab last-minute because we discovered we missed a day in Zhuhai. It was a windowless room. The next day, we slept until 10 a.m. and still felt like it was midnight. There was indeed a time difference with the real world. The hotel was temporary. Some reviews said you could ask the front desk lady for restaurant recommendations. Coincidentally, within 100 meters, there was a famous Cantonese tea house called Fan Lou. So we went and waited again, about half an hour to nearly an hour. We ordered a group meal online and added a few dishes ourselves. It turned out the meal deal was enough, and most of their signature dishes were to our taste, while the ones we ordered ourselves were a bit of a miss. We ate until we were stuffed, then packed the remaining dim sum and left satisfied. During this trip, there were few opportunities to sit down properly for a meal in a restaurant. This meal really made us want to come back for another. Considering the portion size and price of the meal deal, it was very good value and delicious. We then took our luggage to a hotel near Sea World. On the way, we stumbled upon a century-old dessert shop, but we were too full to go in. To our regret, it turned out to be the only branch, with no other outlets. Slight regret. In the afternoon, the elderly and children rested at the hotel. In the evening, we arranged a self-guided tour of Sea World. The middle-aged women rushed to the outlet stores to see the world. We didn't have time for shopping in Hong Kong, so we tried to get bargains in Shenzhen. Finally, we shopped until 9 p.m. and rushed back to the hotel, worried about missing the last subway. Then we went to another restaurant recommended by the front desk lady: Top Chef. Again, we had a group meal. To be honest, the portions were average, and the taste was just okay to the family. The stir-fried greens weren't outstanding, and the shrimp wasn't particularly impressive. I don't know if the group meal didn't include their signature dishes, or if we didn't know how to eat. Anyway, we missed Fan Lou even more.
August 27: The elderly and children rested at the hotel. The middle-aged team toured Sea World along the coast, looking across at Hong Kong and exploring the former border posts.
Throughout the trip, we spent a lot of time on the subway. Only in Shenzhen, as the journey was ending, did we realize that subway entrances had elevators for people with disabilities. So if you have large luggage, definitely look for barrier-free passages. We were too strong and just carried everything by brute force, ending up bruised all over.
In the afternoon, we moved to a hotel near Shenzhen Bao'an Airport. Due to budget constraints, we booked a red-eye flight at 6:30 a.m., so we needed to leave the hotel at 4 a.m. From the time we checked in, we went into takeout mode. We ordered four rounds: for the elderly, for the kids, desserts, and a midnight snack. We tried the hotel's smart home features, wake-up service, and free airport transfer.
Arriving at the airport, we checked luggage, went through security, found the gate, explored the satellite concourse, figured out the luggage carts and children's carts. It was too early to see planes take off, but we did see the sofas for overnight stays in the terminal that we read about in guides. We boarded the plane, watched the sunrise, and eagerly awaited the in-flight meal. It wasn't very tasty, but it filled the hunger. It was also really cold; we asked for two blankets. Glanced at the clouds outside the window, then fell asleep. Waking up with a start as the plane landed was quite thrilling—gave me a scare.
We took an airport bus back to our small town. Slept the whole way. Finally, opening my eyes, I saw mountains full of chickens. Well, we were home. What's sad is not seeing mountains of chickens, but knowing these chickens aren't yours. From a big city to a small town, there's a bit of a drop. On the way home on an e-bike, a lady kindly reminded me to tuck in my skirt so it wouldn't get caught in the rear wheel. See, that's the human touch of a small city.
The itinerary I researched for a month was too intense. I'll leave it for future adventures~
Guangzhou Day 1: Guangzhou Science Center — Huacheng Square — Guangdong Provincial Museum (reserve one week in advance, 10 p.m., 5 tickets per person) — Guangzhou Library — Huacheng Hui K11 for dinner — Ersha Island Art Park — Haixin Bridge (reserve 3 days in advance, latest 1 day, sunset) — Canton Tower (lights up at 7 p.m.) — Haixinsha Music Square (8:30 p.m.) — Pearl River Night Cruise (group ticket) Day 2: Chen Clan Ancestral Hall — Xihua Road Snack Street — Guangdong Customs Museum — Shamian Island — Yongqing Fang (Cantonese Opera Museum, most beautiful bookstore) — Yuexiu Park (Zhenhai Tower) — Sun Yat-sen Memorial Hall — Beijing Road Pedestrian Street (landmark left: Dafu Temple, landmark right: Fuqian West Street Graffiti Wall, straight ahead: 3D printing screen) — Guangzhou Water Bus (official account) — Taikoo Hui · restroom — APM — Tram (Most Beautiful Seven Kilometers) — Guangdong Restaurant: shrimp dumplings, siu mai, chicken feet, ribs, beef brisket rice rolls, golden coin tripe, peanut pork knuckle, fermented bean curd pork knuckle, crispy shrimp cheung fun, beef balls.
Zhuhai: Xiangzhou District, get off at Mingzhu Station. Huayin Square, coastal check-in, Sun and Moon Shell · Zhuhai Opera House (dine at Yangyun Square, Fuhua Li, Jiuzhou Dao) — Xinguangli 2nd Street (Ghibli) — Lovers' Road — City Balcony — Fisher Girl — Love Post Office — Seaside Bathing Beach (bike) — Hong Kong-Zhuhai-Macao Bridge night view tour Day 2: Take a ferry from Xiangzhou Passenger Port (100 RMB/person) to Guishan Island, Wailingding Island, Dong'ao Island, Wanshan Island (choose one).
Macau: Barrier Gate 25/25b — Jardim da Montanha (Two Dragons' Throat Park) — (Songshan Tunnel / Guia Hotel shuttle to Harbor, Fisherman's Wharf) — Lotus Square — Macau Science Center — Senado Square — Monte Fort — Jin Yu Man Tang (Baima Xing branch, pork chop rice) — Ruins of St. Paul's — St. Dominic's Church — Leal Senado Square — Grand Lisboa (shuttle to Galaxy Hotel, performance every 30 minutes, across the street from Rua do Cunha) / Bus 33 to Rua do Cunha — walk to Venetian — follow signs through Londoner — Parisian — (exit Venetian, enter through Wynn Palace's casino exit — free food) — Wynn Palace free cable car — shuttle behind Wynn Palace to Wynn Macau (free food) — Golden Tree performance — shuttle back to Barrier Gate. Other route: Barrier Gate left 17s — Macau Science Center — Fisherman's Wharf — Sands — Lotus Square — Songshan Pedestrian Tunnel — Jardim da Montanha (Guia Lighthouse, 2 MOP cable car). Londoner — Parisian — Venetian — Studio City Ferris Wheel — Wynn Palace. Senado Square — Avenida de Almeida Ribeiro — Grand Lisboa — Guia Lighthouse. Shuttle from Barrier Gate left — Grand Lisboa (Jin Yu Man Tang for pork chop rice) — Senado Square — Fortress Park on the right — Grand Lisboa — Te Xing (egg beef rice) — walk to Venetian.
Hong Kong Day 1: Subway to Yau Ma Tei, Central direction, Tsim Sha Tsui. Visit: East Tsim Sha Tsui Exit J, K11 MUSEA (6th/7th floor sculpture park) — along Avenue of Stars — Bruce Lee statue — McDull — Hong Kong Museum of Art (10:00-18:00, rooftop photo spot) — Space Museum (Space Theatre 13:00-21:00, 40-min fulldome film) — Star Ferry (wealth in direction of Wan Chai) — Wan Chai Pier — Golden Bauhinia Square — cross pedestrian bridge south across Gloucester Road to Hennessy Road — Ding Ding tram boarding westward (board rear, pay front) — Wan Chai — Central — Sheung Wan — University of Hong Kong. Subway: Peak Tram — open-top bus; get off at Two IFC (International Finance Centre) — Central Ferris Wheel — Central Pier — Star Ferry (Tsim Sha Tsui direction) — Victoria Harbour night view. Depart at 4 p.m.: Peak Tram via Klook package + Madame Tussauds. Single ticket buy. @Wing East Bus - Hong Kong: Service point: Shop C, G/F, 380-390 Shanghai Street, Yau Ma Tei (MTR Yau Ma Tei Exit A1) — Wing East Bus Company. Tuen Mun V City Service Point: Tuen Mun V City, West Rail Public Transport Interchange cross-border bus stop (MTR Tuen Mun Exit C). Option 2: Bus stop at 巴路士街 (behind the tram platform of Exhibition Centre pedestrian bridge, 3 HKD per person, board rear, pay front) — towards Murray Road, get off at Bank Street. Walk to Peak Tram. Central Ferris Wheel — Ding Ding tram — Peak — Victoria Harbour. Day 2: Mong Kok footbridge, Ladies' Market, Tung Choi Street (previous night/this morning). Yau Ma Tei: Temple Street Night Market. M+ Museum, Hong Kong Palace Museum. Subway Yau Ma Tei, Central direction, Tsim Sha Tsui, Exit D: Hong Kong Museum of History (10:00-) — Hong Kong Science Museum (10:00-). Walk to K11 shopping: MTR Exit A, along Hankow Road to Harbour City (mobile ice cream truck). Hong Kong Museum Pass: 17 museums, 4 persons 100 HKD. Apply at: Hong Kong Museum of Art, Hong Kong Heritage Museum, Hong Kong Science Museum, Hong Kong Space Museum, Hong Kong Museum of History, Hong Kong Museum of Coastal Defence, Dr. Sun Yat-sen Museum. Cold air conditioning, bring a light jacket.
