In short Macau is the Portuguese Hong Kong. Imagine Portugal, Beijing, American Christmas, Las Vegas and Chinese New Year, mixed together, and you get something close to Macau in November. I especially liked the european vespas nipping around the side streets, and the custard pies. I disliked the 8 million people in the city on a sunday afternoon.
A useless fact about Macau; you can bungie jump off the Macau tower, the second highest in the world (last picture).