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The Day starts with a queue by the highway...
... waiting for the 'pauns' – buns –
- from the local bakery.
Sold as quickly as they come out of the wood-fired oven..
... at ten-cents apiece by the baker's daughter.
Throughout the day, we see… Children, Children everywhere.
At work, at play,...
or on the way to school.
A reflection, perhaps, as to just how YOUNG this country is.
Commerce on and off the highway never cease... There are the inter-city buses that ply between Dili and Maliana.
The ‘loja’ – shops – that spring up along the highway, hoping to profit from the traffic.
The tire repair shops to mend the frequent punctures that occur along the way.
And the local ‘Fish market’ at the end of the road, in case you need to pick up something on the way home.
The irrigation canals along the highway echoes the ebb and flow of daily life in the ‘suco’ – villages.
From doing their laundry,
to having a second planting…
…are all decided by these lifelines.
Please bear in mind, a commute on the highway pitted with potholes…
… has to be done with a huge dose of forbearance.
But take comfort in knowing that when the workday is done,
one can always look forward to bedding down to rest.
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