My earliest memory of J is him lying to me and letting me believe he was adopted throughout all of high school. T is bright and kind and exceedingly earnest. This was long overdue and it only took J asking me to hide in the bushes at the National Cathedral for it to happen.
Personal note - I have another large batch of Timor-Leste photos/stories that I haven't posted from my last two trips in the gap since my last post in December. This is largely because I've since worked on a number of travel stories for my pals over at Topo Designs and Huckberry and even a couple forthcoming for Lonely Planet. I, incidentally, am flying out this afternoon for another assignment in Papua New Guinea, which I will be following up with a week in New Zealand. Bucket list worthy stuff upcoming. Stay tuned.