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... was under the cloths. Beautifully worn old stairs led to the upper level where everyone was lining up to file past the open golden doors of the shrine to receive a blessing and offer gifts. Most were giving lotus flowers but also many had large wrapped gifts. Surrounded by lush lawn and gardens the whole place was very peaceful despite being very busy with people.
I loved a tree next door to the temple that was a platform built around the ...
... off my first wave and also remember how truly rubbish I was, and am, at surfing... Then a mouthful of breakfast comes up with some salt water. Yummy. Shouldn't swim after eating. Bobbing around on a board, in the ocean, waiting for waves and a Sri Lankan Taj Burrows, black as night, long curly hair with blonde tips, paddles up besides me. He starts singing Lenny Kravitz, "I wonder if I'll ever see you again" - Whoa buddy. Get your own ...
... for a mere £38,000! A snip.
He did then happily take us back to our hotel but we suspect that there will be further attempts to close a deal in the days to come. On our arrival back at base, the hotel folk had prepared a table for breakfast (our second of the day) and we sat and devoured some highly appealing boiled eggs, tea and toast. Some aspects of Sri Lanka are just like home!
We then spent the remainder of the day, swimming, lounging and walking ...
Ok so going to Colombo was a mistake.
One night there and we have headed back to Mirissa as we have heard the sea is a bit calmer now and there is less chance of being sea sick.
So we checked into a lovely friendly little guesthouse called Waterview Guesthouse.
The chap there - Loco - rang the whale boat and arranged for us to be picked up at 6:20 in the morning by tuk tuk to go to ...
... like a rather large private house although the sign for the English School confused me even further. When I walked in and saw all the paraphernalia of education I was quite sure I had thewrong place but I shouted a hello anyway.
A lady appeared from the back and welcomed me warmly. This turned out to be Marga, the
delightful Dutch lady who runs the place with her Sinhalese partner Eranda who is equally wonderful. She spoke to me in ...