Motorcycle Scene #2

Today the respirable suspended particulates were all around Macau. It's ugly thick. Bad for our health. Bad for taking pictures. I could hardly have a clear view outdoors. Everything was obscured by the greyish veil. But it's not like mist. Not as romantic. I hate it.

I hate the motorcycles here as well. To be exact, I hate the motorcyclists. Most of them are blind to the laws and regulations. Basic manners are not in their dictionary. They don't know about death. Or they want to know it badly that they try to terminate their lives by careless driving.

Sorry, Motorcycles, you're one of the victims. All by yourselves, you can be cool and charming.