A Travellerspoint blog

August 2009

exhausted

Sunday 2nd August - 8 months, 17 days

I believe this entire day was lost to thesis or wondering what job I will have when I go back to Canberra or staring at my toes, or something. Timor really is *exhausting*.

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Showing Alice and Jane around

Saturday 1st August – 8 months – 16 days

Luckily the lovely Alice and enchanting Jane arrived to distract me from boredom, this weekend anyway. Since we were vehicle-less I gave them the Taxi and Walking Tour de Dili and it was maaaaahhvellous fun, dahhhling.

We started off with the Cemeteries Tour of my suburb. Wandered through Santa Cruz discussing the proliferation of colour in Timorese cemeteries. Hiked up the road to the shadier (richer) Chinese Cemetery. Alice and I climbed up to the lookout which I hadn’t previously noticed. Then we walked back to my place and had a little rest, before heading out to the tais market (where I decided that I really, really feel uncomfortable with the way the stall-owners watch you and watch you and try to get you to buy stuff; it means I always end up leaving earlier and buying less).

Then it was on to Arte Moris, where I totally wanted to buy some art, but nobody was around to buy it from...

Then on to lunch (wayyyy too much lunch, but v. good, at Dili Beach Bar).

I wanted to take pictures of the scary king statue that graces the new children’s playground (playground is awesome; statue is not, or at least, it is but only in a horrifying way), so we went there before...

Skipping back near my place to go to the (always crowded with locals) Taibessi Market. I don’t know what it is, but Timorese have started refusing to haggle with me. It’s weird.

We ended the day with drinks back at One More Bar. Drinks at the beach is something I have really been wanting more of, so this was faaabulous.

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I’ve hit the bored stage

Wednesday 29th July – Friday 31st July, 8 months, 13-15 days

Fuck I’m bored. Not bored with work. Work is never boring (except for all the weird annoyances that I will never get used to, but that’s ok.) No, I’m bored with all the things I try to do to fill up the hours and hours and hours of time I have at home. Yes I know if I were back home I’d fill my social calendar to the hilt and bemoan my lack of time. That’s the way I *like* my life, people, I’m a social butterfly. Not a loner.

Anyway.

I’m bored of dvds (let’s be honest, I’m not really one for watching dvds on my own – I like to treat it as a social activity, asking my friends what’s going on, offering the little people in the tv my advice).

I’m bored of listening to the radio.

I’m bored of solitaire, mah jong, spider solitaire and bubble breaker.

I’m bored of my thesis.

I’m bored of not being able to go out ever.

I’m bored of battling the mouse in my room.

I’m bored of eating horrible food and not much of it.

I’m bored of making plans (think of a life area and I’ve made plans...)

I’m bored of having limited exercise options.

I’m even bored of reading, to an extent. Yes. I am bored of reading. Me.

I’m not bored of being hot all the time.

I’m not bored of taking photos of cute kids; or random things.

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NUMBER OF DAYS SINCE A BLACKOUT: 2

Monday 27th July - Tuesday 28th July – 8 months, 11-12 days

You know that episode of the Simpsons, where that country singer Lurleen falls in love with Homer, and she lives in the trailer park, and it has a sign out front for NUMBER OF DAYS SINCE A TORNADO? And throughout the episode the sign variously has the numbers 9, 2 and 0 hung on it?

I feel like the Uma Kiik needs a big sign out front: NUMBER OF DAYS SINCE A BLACKOUT:2. Seriously, this is BIG, people! This is a milestone! A milestone that will probably not be repeated again, so it should be marked, dammit!

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Wrecked

Sunday 26th July – 8 months, 10 days

We did four interviews in a row on Saturday morning and finished around 2pm, and decided to go back to Dili that night instead of staying another afternoon. And I ... was... wrecked. I was wrecked all day Sunday as well. I couldn’t even think. Luckily I ended up at the beach with a new friend, thank God for the beach and distractions eh?

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