It is pronounced "Lick-EE-saa". Like most Tetun words, the emphasis is on the second-last syllable.
Actually, we went beyond Liquica to "Maubara" where there is an old Portuguese fort. Really just a walled compound, except the walls are about 50 cm thick and are about 4m high. With a pair of old rusty cannons.
Inside the fort and around the front are craft markets set up to snare dollars from the malaye.
On the drive there I could see how infertile this country can be. Most of the flat land between the mountains and the sea is rock strewn causeway. After heavy rain, you could be washed away just about anywhere. What soil there is is made up of gravel and dust.
On the way back we stopped in at Roses Cafe. Sorry, no Coke. Sorry, no water. Sorry, no Lime juice. Ladiak! Well, there was coffee. And it was only 50 cents.
Here are some snaps:
Federal Agent Wayne Poulter surveys the outside of the premises.
Mr. Mitch Andersson with a pillow. Mitch, do you reckon that that the "pattern" might make more sense when you look at it the mirror?
Are we there yet? Commander Quade at the wheel of her Prado.
Advisor Irvine squints towards the Coral Sea.
A self portrait down the well. Don't drop your phone!
Driving back to Dili.
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