Tour de Timor
Dili, Timor Leste.
The bike is together, the accommodation has been settled, and it is still morning, time to go exploring/get some food. I have met up with Ash H to rock Dili with and get a bearing on the surroundings. Dili is extremely different compared to any place I have ever been, exploring the streets, the shops, and the outer areas was a fantastic experience. The people are nice, the scenery is beautiful, and everything is relatively cheap.
We stepped outside the walls of Timor Lodge and before we knew where we wanted to go, a van pulled up in front of us. We weren’t all that sure what was going on, but we took it is if we were being offered a lift, we were squashed in this modified rust bucket of a van with a few Timorese people, it took us half a kilometre up the road, and that was it, bizarre. We soon found out that they are kind of like buses back home, they usually have a set route (generally up and down a single road) and it’s 25cents to catch a lift.
No soon had we gotten off when one of the many Taxis pulled up in front of us. We needed to find some accommodation in Dili where Ash had some friends staying that were also doing the tour. Like most other people we had met so far the driver knew little English, but after a bit of shirade action the driver knew where we wanted to be and $1 later we were there. The best thing about the Taxi’s here in Timor is that catching one basically anywhere is no more then a few dollars. Timorese people LOVE their cars, every-night everyone sets out washing their cars and making them look their best for the next day. Timorese Taxi's love ti trick out their rides too, with stickers coloured hubs, spoilers, body kits and all, it's quite funny actually.
We spent the rest of the day up until 1pm walking around town checking the place out, soaking up the culture that is Timor.
By early afternoon we were back at the lodge and ready to get involved in a tour that the tour de Timor organisers were putting on for the new visitors.
We piled on to the U.N bus and took the tour around some of the sites of Timor i.e., memorials, markets and generally all the different areas. We saw the big Jesus, some very slum dog areas, a big market and a war memorial dedicated to the Aussie troops and Timorese people. By this stage I was really starting to bonk, I had been up for 30 hours and the bus was putting me to sleep.
By about 9pm it was time to go to bed for me, I had been up for 36 hours and definitely in need of some shut eye.
ScottyL
The bike is together, the accommodation has been settled, and it is still morning, time to go exploring/get some food. I have met up with Ash H to rock Dili with and get a bearing on the surroundings. Dili is extremely different compared to any place I have ever been, exploring the streets, the shops, and the outer areas was a fantastic experience. The people are nice, the scenery is beautiful, and everything is relatively cheap.
We stepped outside the walls of Timor Lodge and before we knew where we wanted to go, a van pulled up in front of us. We weren’t all that sure what was going on, but we took it is if we were being offered a lift, we were squashed in this modified rust bucket of a van with a few Timorese people, it took us half a kilometre up the road, and that was it, bizarre. We soon found out that they are kind of like buses back home, they usually have a set route (generally up and down a single road) and it’s 25cents to catch a lift.
No soon had we gotten off when one of the many Taxis pulled up in front of us. We needed to find some accommodation in Dili where Ash had some friends staying that were also doing the tour. Like most other people we had met so far the driver knew little English, but after a bit of shirade action the driver knew where we wanted to be and $1 later we were there. The best thing about the Taxi’s here in Timor is that catching one basically anywhere is no more then a few dollars. Timorese people LOVE their cars, every-night everyone sets out washing their cars and making them look their best for the next day. Timorese Taxi's love ti trick out their rides too, with stickers coloured hubs, spoilers, body kits and all, it's quite funny actually.
We spent the rest of the day up until 1pm walking around town checking the place out, soaking up the culture that is Timor.
By early afternoon we were back at the lodge and ready to get involved in a tour that the tour de Timor organisers were putting on for the new visitors.
We piled on to the U.N bus and took the tour around some of the sites of Timor i.e., memorials, markets and generally all the different areas. We saw the big Jesus, some very slum dog areas, a big market and a war memorial dedicated to the Aussie troops and Timorese people. By this stage I was really starting to bonk, I had been up for 30 hours and the bus was putting me to sleep.
By about 9pm it was time to go to bed for me, I had been up for 36 hours and definitely in need of some shut eye.
ScottyL
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