Our Yellow Brick Road – Part Three Day 7 (continued) After crossing the border the drive to Dili – East Timor’s capital – was relaxed, mellow even compared to our first seven hours – this driver slowed down on bends and for pedestrians, even for goats …and there were a lot of goats. The road […]
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East Timor, Timor-Leste, East East Edwin had already made us each a delicious banana pancake for breakfast before the bus came to collect us at 5.10 the next morning. We had done our 43rd full scale idiot check of the journey (which from experience involved two of us shaking out alll our bedding, checking every
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Our Yellow Brick Road – Part Two Day 4 We went to the port on that second morning in Kupang. I reckon personal connections are where the magic is and we needed to put in the hard, hot yards if we wanted to find ourselves a boat. Napa seemed to think that there might be
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Our Yellow Brick Road – Part One We arrived at the Dasi Guesthouse at 9.30 that next morning. It had a family area we could sit in, with free tea and coffee, so we dumped our rucksacks and got down to work. As we saw it we had eight options for getting across the Timor
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Kelimutu One glance at mine and Rosa’s backs and it was obvious that it didn’t make any sense to go on a 10 hour bus journey the next day. I shuddered when I thought about what hoiking our rucksacks onto our backs would be like… Time to change the plan. We talked to Pepeng and
The Island of Komodo We woke up painfully early that morning, we had to be on the boat by 6am – the boat that was going to take us on a tour of Komodo and some of the sights on the surrounding islands. It was a small but sturdy thing, comfortably fitting us and the
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‘There be Dragons!’ We walked off the boat into the twilight, unexpectedly early. The feeling of walking on solid ground reassuring, if a little weird at first, as we made our way to our guest house. Labuan Bajo felt like an easy place to be. The main street was wide and the whole place had
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Where the fish fly… Our 47 hour ferry from Bali to Labuan Bajo left at 9.00 p.m. which gave us the chance to have a lazy morning and get Theo a straw hat, and a shirt for my sisters wedding. We had a sweet moment with the shirt seller – Theo and he had spoken
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Bali Burning – Beauty and the Beast The overnight train to Ketapang in the far East of Java was a mere seven hours, but we were a bit ragged after the first eleven earlier in the day, and not having anywhere to lie down is hard (in theory we already know that but we keep
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Jakarta Arriving in Jakarta was intense. Waiting in the hold for the gates of the boat to open I realised that most of the passengers had been in communal sleeping areas with bunk beds in rows, what had that been like? It was hot and noisy now – but kind of friendly too…Theo was eyeing