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... guy just automatically makes me think hes a sneaky weirdo and trying to be my best friend iritates the **** into me. Dont trust this boy at all. We went to the surfing guy to see what like anyway, you never know maybe his surf school is different but before he was ready we had to wait at the bar for him where our tuk tuk driver started smoking weed, he is a total DICK! Well how wrong was i, the boy first off asked how much other places were. He is obviously just ...
... the side of the road, which skids to a halt for just seconds while we jump on board. Our tuk tuk had cost 1600 rupees whereas the crowded public bus is just 50 rupees each.
Above the driver are flashing electric Buddhas and music is played to keep the passengers entertained. We reach Galle in half the time it had taken in the tuk tuk and are dropped off at the bus station, walking back to our hotel along the fortress walls as sun sets.
On our third ...
... fond farewell to Kingsley and are shown around by Peter, the manager, who originally hails from Serbia. Once familiarised with the unique layout and introduced to our room, the Church Suite complete with mosquito-netted bed, we take a late lunch in the small courtyard by a little pool under the shade of frangipani trees, and a short stroll of the neighbouring streets before unpacking our bags. We are staying here for four nights; the end (almost) of our ...
... Columbo Fort were smothered in people, - leaning in threes and fours out of the windows, squatting on the footplate of the open doors and clinging on to the hand rails on the side of the train. Our train arrived fully-laden, and I was slightly taken aback when ************e decided to get off! Hugging our bags we edged our way into the packed corridor. The train eventually wheezed and clanked off down the coast with the Skinners wedged into an alcove by an open ...
... piped through the bus's five speakers. And we wait. And, not content with the volume, the conductor turns up the volume to a Spinal Tap 11 while we wait some more. Meanwhile hawkers get on the bus, loads of them, plying their wares at equally intolerable volume. Outside, the conductor keeps up a constant barrage of "Gall-ey, Gall-ey, Gall-ey" drumming up business. We're not going until this bus is full and our eardrums are burst. Yes we have ear plugs. Yes we ...