Yesterday was the hottest day I can remember. The day itself was dripping with sweat. Everybody looked afflicted. I only ventured out once in the afternoon.
By late afternoon there was a blanket of damp dark cloud over the city.
The pressure was about to break.
Early evening. A foreign pattering sound. Rain?
Then 20 minutes later an absolute, violent downpour. Waking up babies. Drenching IDPs. Dili will change with the rain. It’s early.
Headed to the mountain, hoping it’s fairly dry up there!
More next week.