My blessed husband can fall asleep any time, any place, in less than a minute. I'm sure it has something to do with years of touring where he had to catch sleep on tour buses and planes and 20 minute breaks on benches in the back of the theater. This trait of his makes me jealous, plain and simple. For me to fall asleep, everything has to be perfect. Which is why I'm awed by the daily habit of construction workers throughout Macau. They take a daily afternoon siesta. On their construction equipment.
Or just any horizontal surface. No matter how busy the city is around them.
This guy was snoring. Loudly. Color me jealous.