At very short notice I decided to spend a week in this new nation before the challenges of a new job and second child. Eventually, I arrived at Dili airport (the original flight had to return to Darwin due to a problem). The only other aircraft present were UN or military; this was not a tourist destination. The weather was hot, blue sky and not humid; it remained this way for the week. Unfortunately the planned diving week was curtailed due to remnants of a cold preventing equalisation. However, snorkelling exposed the wonderful immaculate coral reefs. The plan was to chill and I did; sipping the smooth Timor coffee whilst reading a good book. I roamed Dili and was the only non-local to witness the Saturday cock-fight; this is considered the national sport. Dili was packed with UN and charity personnel and through chats with them was given some insight into the nation's status; the nation appears to be lacking a focus and will to stand on it's own feet.