Dili, East Timor
Day One - Dili
It was an early 3.30am start to the day and after a sleepless night from being continually woken by the clap of thunder I was showered and dressed and on my way to Darwin Airport.
As my cab turned right out of Packard Street I thought to myself 'that is the last time I will turn out of this street' and the memories of the last 10 months of living in Darwin flooded through me. But there wasn't any time to be sad as my cab driver was having a quiet...