After six weeks of learning Bahasa Indonesia at UKSW in Salatiga, I can honestly say that I am exhausted. At first I was incredibly keen, but with only a couple of days left, my brain can barely cope with a few new words a day. I might have been better off only coming for four weeks. Most people left after four weeks and it's really all been downhill from then on.

Though I have enjoyed studying here, I am very much looking forward to spending a week winding down in Bali. I really need some time just to gather my thoughts and prepare for going back to Timor-Leste.

I've been away from Dili for a few months, so this will in effect be my second stint there. Given the nature of aid work, I imagine that there will be many new faces around town.

I don't imagine much has changed in Dili. I don't have anywhere to live yet, so that's one thing. I also don't know where the key to my old motorbike is. Given how temperamental The Scorpion has been, I'm uncertain if I'll ever be able to start it again. Rather a lot of my clothes are also bundled up somewhere in Dili.

Come to think of it, when I arrive next Saturday, I'm going to be generally a bit confused about what to do. At some point I'm going to have to find my Timorese simcard and hope that Timor Telecom hasn't cut me off.

I don't know how long this stretch in Dili will last, but it has to last a little while so that I can really get some work done. With little clue about how long I'm going to be in Dili or what I'm going to do afterwards, it's an uncertain time for me. My gut feeling, though, is that I'll only stay in Dili a month or two, then go back to West Timor for a bit, and then make my big move to Jakarta.