From the beach, it was so clear today you could see every ripple of and valley on Atauro Island like peacekeeper abdominal muscles. The sun was so hot that you couldn’t bear to be out if it weren’t for the wind. Sitting in the shade you would get the chills from the cold air blowing off the water from the north. Fishermen and kids were in the water from the Sant’Ana bridge all the way to the nice restaurants a half a mile down. Jumping in the surf, wading pulling and repairing nets. There was this feeling of cleanliness, of clarity and freedom in the air today. Heaps of people passed piled into yellow dump trucks or pick-up trucks, kid sandwiches on motorbikes, families taxis, old men on foot, boy on bikes, with a face which is only displayed on Sunday after mass.
posted by JG at 11/09/2001 11:55:00 AM