The hotel we stayed at is called the Herring House and it is quaint and charming. Christi’s allergies started bothering her in the night, so in the morning she was looking forward to a long, very hot shower to clear her head. No such luck. There is a water heater mounted to the wall of the shower and she couldn’t figure out how to turn it on. Neither could Eric, so we both wound up with cold showers. Well”¦ cold is the wrong word. We’re in the tropics, where cold water doesn’t exist. Tepid would be the appropriate word. But it still didn’t have the safe effect at clearing out your sinuses that a hot, steamy shower has.

Eric had been saying for several days now that he thought he might be fighting off a cold. This morning he felt like the cold had won the battle. He was not feeling good at all, with a sore throat and achy back. Christi was sneezing and sniffling and loudly blowing her nose. We were quite the pair.

We were meeting the crew of Shayile at the Maritime Museum at 1000. With a little time to kill before our meeting time, we wandered around the corner and down a street we hadn’t explored yet in search of an ATM. This street is a main drag. The side of the street we were on had a nice park and a brand new mall. They are also in the process of building Continue reading →

Continued from yesterday”¦ We headed another block or so down to the town square. The downtown area is actually quite small. It begins at the mouth of a river and is built mostly along the river. The east side of the river has the old Dutch buildings and a few Portuguese ruins (most of the Portuguese buildings had been destroyed by war). The Dutch buildings are all painted a brick red color, which we are told is how they looked when the Dutch controlled the area. The west side of the river is Chinatown, which has endless rows of two story row houses.

The town square has a church and an old government building that now houses three museums. The road in front of it is cobblestone. There is a round about with beautiful flowers and a small windmill. There are tons and tons of rickshaw bikes lined up on the inside of the roundabout, waiting to be hired. The rickshaws are little two person carts attached to a bicycle, and you sit in the cart and have your driver pedal you around town. The rickshaws in and of themselves are quite basic, but, like the bemos in Kupang, the rickshaw owners have totally decked out their little vehicles. Most have umbrellas, fake flower arrangements, tinsel, and other bits of flashy décor to try to get your attention.

We went into the Continue reading →