When I’m in Oecusse, this is how I start my day:
I sit on my verandah with my computer and my coffee. I work, listening to the waves and the kids singing on their way to school, watching the birds and the ocean. I work here until my computer runs out of batteries and I have to go inside and plug it in. After that I sit at a desk where I can’t hear the waves over the whirr of the generator. I’m grateful for the electricity (many don’t have it during the day), but I know at this point that my morning has come to an end. By the time my computer’s charged up again, it’s too hot to sit outside. Everything is different.
I sit on my verandah with my computer and my coffee. I work, listening to the waves and the kids singing on their way to school, watching the birds and the ocean. I work here until my computer runs out of batteries and I have to go inside and plug it in. After that I sit at a desk where I can’t hear the waves over the whirr of the generator. I’m grateful for the electricity (many don’t have it during the day), but I know at this point that my morning has come to an end. By the time my computer’s charged up again, it’s too hot to sit outside. Everything is different.
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