it was quite a sight watching the three buildings changing colour from yellow to orange to red to blue to green, from left to right, then up to down like drizzling down the ceiling.
how cool is that? coordinated technicolour. and behind them stood the infamous venetian macau majestically. the temperature at macau was 11degrees. when the service door was open for disembarkation, i could feel the cold air gush into the cockpit. brrrrrrrr.....
the whole atmosphere was incredible. the sight, the cold air, sadly i was all alone in the cockpit settling the paperwork. i don't get to enjoy night stops, but i think certain moments are best enjoyed for the shortest period, else they'll go basi.
what a life :)
just for comparisons, my mom gave me 50cents to spend in primary 1. inflation, perhaps?