Road to Viqueque
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Still not convinced I was really going out to Viqueque I began the day with breakfast and then started packing my roll bags. Bear took me down to the supermarket, then on to the coffee roaster.
After purchasing a couple of bags I wondered how on earth I was going to get myself organised enough to pack them up and post them off. There seemed to be much to do and very little time.
We then went to the admin office (or one of the million of them) where I had to arrange my MOP (movement of personnel form) so the UN could keep track of me should the proverbial hit the fan. Every movement from out of a district required authorisation.
Anyway, I completed the form in the first office then walked across the compound to the second. The man there stamped the form as initial approval. He then told me in broken English that I had something to do. I worked out it was more of a question because the form had to go to the third office for secondary approval. Bear wouldn’t hear of us coming back for the form so I told the guy we would not return. He grinned and nodded, “Yes. Yes!”
Then we left.
I finished packing, swapped photos with the other new arrivals and we all had our final lunch together before Bear unlocked the truck and I made several trips back and forth with all my junk. By 1.30pm we were away.
We got to the edge of town and received a phone call that we should meet the Portuguese from Viqueque, who were also driving back. We returned to a point on the side of the road and waited for them.
The next 5 or so hours Bear negotiated the craters in the road whilst I enjoyed the splendour of the Timor Leste landscape. This country is fantastically interesting!