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soon realised that his conversion was underestimating the cost by about 3 times!
When challenged on it he simple said “Oh no, ignore that price, that is for the
Tragically, as it always does, Monday morning came round
and I set off through the streets of the fort to find the bus station just
outside the main gate beyond the cricket ground. It was early enough that kids
were just piling into classrooms shouting ...
... room for the afternoon, escaping the intense the of the day. Although it was only about 33deg, it felt like 43! Unfortunately our 'fan only' room wasn't helping our cause too much! We initially were undecided as to whether we wanted to stay in Galle as it is just another big city with not a lot to see. The Fort is the major draw card and with good reason. Although ...
... are also very humid but their balmy nature makes them perfect for al fresco dining and we sit out one night with the waves crashing below us at a restaurant on the upper level of the Old Dutch Hospital complex called, strangely, A Minute By Tuk Tuk, which serves the best prawn dish I've ever tasted for just £4. Other nights we eat at The Heritage Cafe on Pedlar Street, and the restaurant at our very own Fort Printers hotel, underneath the twinkling lights around ...
The Austrian guys planned to move to una on our Christmas Day, as they celebrated on Christmas Eve, so the British guy (Kieran) and I left on Christmas Eve as he had some friends staying there too. It was just a 40 minute tuk tuk drive to unawatuna! We were dropped at a lovely hotel, but it was quite expensive. So we walked along the beach for a while and ended up running into some other guys from Jersey that Kieran knew. We found accommodation and met ...
... for them. So we are trapped in our seats, squashed between other passengers, with our heavy rucksacks on our legs for company. With the music. And the hooter. And the incredibly dangerous overtaking of our driver. The journey of 70 miles costs 75p. Cheap eh? False economy or what. Why didn't we take the train?
Could it get worse? Yes. For the last hour I am pinned even further to my seat by a new passenger who is quite demanding that I should take ...