"Dai...damedong...." The man sings, his voice wails; the musical instrument in his arms wails as well. A song for travelers, titled Batu Matia, flows from his mouth. The melody circles as if to emphasize the same message: let the traveler's blood keep boiling. It is quite obvious: Rote Island is located in the middle of the ocean. Even in the time of Dutch colonization, the men were forced to cross the sea to Kupang to wor