Or, sand. Whatever. So, I spent the weekend in Macau, celebrating chinese new year. One of the best things about Macau was the fireworks. Here in Hong Kong, fireworks are a big, fat NO, so we go to Macau instead. This year was even better than last year. We spent two nights playing with fireworks and firecrackers. There were your usual “rocket on a stick” fireworks, the ones that would fly up and sparkle, firecrackers that were basically noise wrapped up in paper, huge boxes that, when lit, would spit out dozens of explosions, and little blue sparklers.

It was pretty dangerous though. Every once in a while, a firework would go off with out flying, a “Christmas tree” fireworkA conical shaped fire work that sent out sparks would explode, something would catch fire, the ashy remains of a firework would hit someone in the eye, ect. Once, I saw a man stand too close to a hornet fireworkA piece of paper shaped like wings attached to a fireworks. It would spin, fly up, and burn. and it burned a hole through his jacket and shirt. Another time, some one shot me with a cannon fireworkA tube with several pellets in them. Similar to a gun, but far less dangerous .

The price tags on the fireworks are ridiculous though. “Christmas trees” would cost over a hundred for three at best, and and 150 for one at worst. The fireworks got pricier as we approached the entrance. This is probably for those people who come in and buy something at the first shop they see. Lucky for us, we have a secret weapon on our side; my sister. She is a master bargainer in training. She managed to get prices down from $380 to $2508HKD/RMB/MOP=1USD. The prices aren’t that ridiculous. It’s only natural. She learned from the best; AKA our grandmother.

Well, that’s all. Pictures below.