Touching Down

To my great relief and celebration, Linds and I moved a couple of weeks ago to a great little place in the Stuart Park neighborhood of Darwin. It is small, tidy and a bit beach-y, with light mint walls and rows of windows. The small back terrace holds the laundry, and the new compost bin, and even neatly contains our camping gear with enough room left over for a hammock.

I moved out of my house in Balide, Timor-Leste, in June 2008 following the death of Jose Ricardo, the landlord and former Timorese motorcross champion; since then, I have been moving from place to place - Jo's, Jessica's, Lilach's, Bec's, and James'. It feels good to be touching down, to spread out in the hammock, even though I know that in another 5 months I'll be hitting the road again.