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‘We have wine.’
The priest opened up the cabinet and moved the camoflage to the side.
‘God has brought us together tonight to share food, wine and each other’s company.’
Out came a big cask of wine from Portugal. Welcome to Timor Leste.

From the coastal road

From the coastal road

Today was an easy day – a non-steep road, mostly good, down to the coast. We had a long internet stop to catch up with our friends and family, and an easy crossing (visa free) into country number 33 – Timor Leste.

We are sleeping in a catholic school on the beach, after being welcomed in by the head-priest. Yes, there are crocodiles here too – so no swimming.. ☺


I stood there on the muddy slope, my sandles brown and slimy from the mud, stationary with the bike. Trying to move forward my feet would slip in the sandles, the sandles would slip on the slope, and the wheels would slide back to whence they came. So I was stuck there. Then came a bus from above. I was in its way but couldn’t move. Out jumped two strapping lads and pushed me up and forward, out of the bus’s way. This road was meant to be ‘bagus’ (great). It was a mud-bath.

The beach

The beach

Our lovely hosts last night

Our lovely hosts last night

The crocodile beach

The crocodile beach

Our day started as yesterday’s had ended. Pushing our bikes up rocky steep roads to amazing viewpoints before bumping our way down again. A short interlude of nice road allowed us to make more kilometres than yesterday before a short 3km stretch of slime took 1.5 hours.

We arrived, slimy and muddy, at a church, and were welcomed by the people there, and taken to the pastor’s house which is being built. We were given food to eat and water and coffee to drink. Again, such lovely people!

The church family

The church family