Monday 5th August
Today has been
a bit more of a day of rest.
Not all THAT
restful, at this anchorage; we are rockin’ and rollin’ with the best of
them. Some of the boats have left, for a
more sheltered anchorage a few miles north.
Bu they will have to come back here tomorrow – there are FESTIVITIES
planned, by the local people of Ba’a…
John and I left
Pete alone (and happy!) on the boat this morning, working on his accounts.
We took the
dinghy up a little creek and left it in the capable hands of a gang of
cheekyboys:
And off we set,
through downtown Ba’a
It was a bit
like Kupang, only smaller, and we weren’t treated like celebrities. I quite missed it…People were mildly
friendly, but not ecstatic in their welcome, as they were in Kupang.
Houses were
much the same, ranging from shabby/rubble:
to pretty
to beautiful
Some kindly
women outside a little street shop were chopping up coconuts and we asked if we
could buy a drink. NO! No money was necessary! They chopped off the outer bits of coconut,
made a hole or two, gave us straws, and beamed at us as we very gratefully
drank our milk.
They gave us
another one on the way back – we gave them money but they thrust it back at us.
A neighbouring
mother came so we could admire her little girl, who was terrified of us. I sang Twinkle Twinkle, which the mother
enjoyed very much, but the little girl still regarded me with deep suspicion.
I am very keen
to catch a glimpse of a monkey or two – I was totally amazed to see a few,
crossing the road in a nonchalant manner in the outskirts of Kupang. (I had forgotten there are monkeys a-plenty
in Indonesia…)
But all we saw
was:
a proud rooster
an elegant goat
some
surprisingly plump cows.
I haven’t included
a photo of a wreck for a while; here is my first Indonesian one:
As we set off
from our little creek in the dinghy, some people on the other side called to us
and asked us if we wanted coconuts. They
sent their son up a tree and he hoicked six lovely big ones down to us.
I have had a
bit of a dip in the sea. It is a
beautiful temperature but the tide is rushing and the swell is swelling so I just
clung to the ladder and cooled off…I did not want to be carried away to yet another
island!
I'm still loving the pictures of boats - wrecked or still floating, they are all beautiful.
ReplyDeleteIt's a pretty sparkly day in Hobart this morning, after some overnight rain - but not warm!
so glad you share my love of the wrecks, Elsa!
ReplyDeleteAnd I can just picture a sparkly winter's day in beautiful Hobart...