city of love

The city I spent childhood holidays in, Kupang, is developing fast. It may be more foreign to me than Tokyo or Beijing, but I'm slowly finding my place and settling in there. I've even had my first bemo ride the night before the elections and found out that people here are very into extreme public transport. Amongst my first impressions is the obscenely abundant amounts of fresh sea produce, and I just couldn't get enough of the fat fishies, juicy prawns and the sweet, sweet crab meat!

At the beginning, I thought my best friend here would be Bonbon the poodle, and my daily companion a novel about a dog named after Bob Marley. But the staff at the office have been nothing but friendly. For the company's anniversary, we had a fun day of games at Lasiana beach, near Manikin. I, as one of the competition organisers, saw how much like a family people here are. Never in life had I seen such enthusiastic teamwork before, and any worries I had about working with them are no longer around. Besides, KoPiter, who is sick of the Hongkong salaryman life, will return to Kupang and work with us!

The vast cloudless skies and endless beaches of Kupang are only half as big compared to the hearts of its people. After all, it's Kupang, Kota Kasih.

Less often than I had expected, I went to the one and only mall (Flobamora Mall - don't you just love the exotic names here?!) only two, three times during my two weeks. It was too troublesome to go online in Kupang with the bad connection, and I have gotten to the point of living comfortably without having to check Facebook updates and make random chat with all my old friends. It's my third night back in Surabaya now, and only now I finally found the time to upload pictures from my graduation and to browse around.

Anyway, I will be staying busy for quite a while from now. But now, it's playtime with my shiny two week old Blackberry Curve 8900 Javelin, install some more necessities on it! Phew.. It does feel damn good to be typing up my blog post on a computer keyboard again though - instead of the puny qwerty phone keypad I used to type with for my last post.




Bilo our golden retriever playing with his ball at night.

He can never stay still in front of any camera lens and usually ends up being nothing more than a yellow blur in pictures, as witnessed on the left here.