Paul Marshall’s Web Site

This weekend, I finally went walking in Macau. There are over 25 World Heritage sites on the Macau penninsula, and I had been meaning for several weeks to visit a few of them, but for various reasons (mainly being lazy!) I had kept putting it off.

In the end I only managed to visit a handful of these sites, but had quite an enjoyable day out. Towards the end of my day, I was ended up in the slightly dodgy end of town, and ended up becoming locationally challenged! In the end I managed to find a taxi (there aren’t many in that part of town), and ended my day trip with a huge burger at Al’s diner. Photos are available in the gallery.

This weekend we went to watch the final days racing of the Macau Grand Prix. We turned up late, and saw the final 2 races, as well as an exhibition car, doing a few laps.

The 1st race was in rally cars, and was quite exciting when at the 1st difficult turn, nearly half the cars crashed straight out of the race! This race was won by a Brit, and so we got to hear the national anthem being played, which half way through for some reason changed into the German national anthem!

The exhibition laps where done by this really fast car, which admitedly looked really cool, and made a very loud noise! However every lap it tried to do the hairpin bend, it failed and had to pushed back onto the track so it could complete the lap!

The final race of the day was with the proper racing cars, and was again won by a Brit! Photos are available in the gallery

I’ve got a ticket to the Macau Grand Prix on Sunday. Whilst i’m looking forward to this, I’m a bit concerned by the advice on the back of the ticket, which states that “Motor racing is dangerous and all persons attending this Grand Prix meeting do so at their own risk”!

Congratulations, to Alan & Jenny Marshall for the birth of their first child, a baby girl. Chloe was born this morning at about 2am. The phone line was bad when Mum told me the news, but I believe she said that Chloe weighed 8lb. Obviously this now makes me an Uncle, which is quite scary, although not as scary as my little brother now being a father!