‘Bisa bernang?’ (Can we swim?)
‘Tidak!’
Snapping the arms together, we understood there are crocodiles here.
Ouch.

The plains in Timor
The countryside in Timor feels more like Australia. It looks drier, and the vegetation less rich. I think Timor soil has the same root as Australia’s, and it makes for a more familiar feeling. Timor is also very poor. People say it when they talk to us. There is no industry and they see little help from Jakarta. We cycled through flat plains before the coast lined with little straw huts and road shaped straw huts at the back. I asked what the round huts were for – food storage – corn.
Today it is Clement’s turn to be sick and not bursting with energy. I think his race across Flores gave it to him, and he just needs a bit of time to recover. We stopped earlyish and are staying in a police station. They offered us the local wine to try, but we just collapsed into bed.

Hut between the trees

A watery environment

Huts
So flat! – must be easier than the mountains you rode through recently.
Yes. It didn’t stay flat for long though.. (See tomorrow’s post). 🙂