This phrase from "Jaws" has a significant meaning for me, now that Doug and I took a boat to visit the Island of Artuero. You can see the island from the shoreline of Dili and we finally scheduled a boat to take us for an overnight visit. You don't hit the big waves until you are quite a distance from the shore and then it is too late. The waves were so large that when the boat hit a trough it felt like the boat had been dropped onto a concrete driveway. We white knuckled all the way to the island and were completely soaked upon arrival. My camera is history, so many of the photos in the blog dealing with the second trip to Timor-Leste are thanks to Doug.
It is not a good sign when you arrive at the island and four men are carrying the island's only generator to meet your boat. While we were there no one had any electricity, which meant the only cold drinks were a few beers left in the hotel cooler. Worked for me!
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