6 months in Timor

Well, I felt very profound about hitting the 6 month mark. It seems like rather a milestone.

I guess I find it interesting that all of the biggest challenges I’ve had this year have been the everyday living ones. Constant noise. Lack of control over everyday things in the house. Lack of transport. Lack of information. Finding out who I can trust and who I can’t.

Anything that work has thrown at me, just doesn’t stress me that much, even when it’s unexpected and it’s something I haven’t done before. Or if it does stress me, I find a way to deal with it – I know this because I’m racking my branes trying to think of something that’s stressed me out, but I can’t, and that’s obviously because I’ve found a solution every time.

Anyway. Onward and upward. The two single best things about this year so far have been, firstly, discovering that Timor is a fantastic country, nothing like the picture that the international meeja paints; and, working in the best job I’ve ever had. These two things alone, apart from anything else like swimming in a warm ocean in May or the breathtaking scenery, do balance out the other shit that’s happened.