
Macau
Pretty sure the sign written in Mandarin says “Wet Paint,” but could just as easily imagine it saying “Watch to see if some silly tourists touch this wet paint.”
Thankfully, I put my hand down on the platform before Sarah sat on it...in her white linen slacks. We did have a chuckle about the fact (a) the paint had set up enough to be tacky, not wet, and (b) whoever owned it would return to find my handprint and her purse indentations on the top.
Oops.