Day 690: Oh Dear

21.11.10: Kupang is a little dull.  Here’s a list of my ten favourite place names in the world: Azerbaijan – Sounds like something a magician would say before pulling a rabbit out of a hat. Galapagos – It just sounds lovely. Lovely lovely lovely. Timbuktu, Mali – The name alone sounds like a promise of being miles from anywhere. Ouagadougou, Burkina Faso – Pronounced ‘Waggadoogoo’ it’s the capital of Burkina Faso, TAKE THE TRAIN!!!!… yes, it’s called the Ouagadougou Choo-Choo. BRILLIANT! Shit, Iran – Exists! Try typing it into Google Earth! Kumbag, Turkey – See above. Wetwang, England – the town of which the late great Richard Whitely was mayor. Lake Disappointment, Australia – Does exactly what it says on the tin. Truth Or Consequences, USA – Awesome.  I wish I had the job of renaming towns.  Hull, Grimsby, Scunthorpe, Skegness and Milton Keynes would be…

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Day 689: Kupanged!

20.11.10: A sticky and uncomfortable night on the ferry was compounded by the tuck shop’s (pot noodles and skinny cans of Sprite – it’s the same all over Indonesia) decision to start playing the usual rubbish Indopop at full blast at 5am.  What is that?  In lieu of the call to prayer.  I went over and told them that if they didn’t knock it off, I wouldn’t be buying any more pot noodles. Simon and Chesa were planning to spend the day in one of the villages surrounding Kupang.  I, on the other hand, was tasked with the job of getting my Authorisation letter for East Timor.  My first port of call was the bus company that runs minibuses direct to Dili.  They didn’t seem to care if I had authorisation or not and just wanted to sell me a ticket for tomorrow’s 6am bus. So…

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