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The diving was really great and very relaxed. The dive shop was owned by Thaminda and his family and we were welcomed by typical Sri Lankan hospitality. When not diving, we were offered unlimited ginger tea, freshly cut open coconuts and small sweet bananas. And it was a given we would stay for lunch prepared by Thaminda's sister. Diving equipment was prepared at the shop and then driven out by tuk-tuk to the harbour around the corner which I ...
... like the one in Indiana Jones) perched precariously on the slope of a hill. I'm not sure how it formed naturally like that or why it doesn't slide down, but it was pretty darn cool. Later we hiked up to the main lighthouse, then sat atop some of the flat sheets of rock to take in the sunset (surrounded by tons of adorable goats). The next day we had all the intention to visit some of the temples in the city, but alas our laziness got the best of us. We spent ...
... of which there are 6 in total) while G and I waited….Once back
they were told to sit cross legged on the floor and that’s where they stayed
until lunch time. There were no activities. Occasionally a teacher would read
aloud from a local newspaper for a few minutes but that was it. If the girls
stood up they were ordered back down and if they got too loud they were shouted
at to be quiet. We knew immediately that something wasn’t quite right but ...
... Actually, we were both asked but I know they were really only after Steve. The guy was disappointed when that we had to decline...I suppose 6ft-something ginger male must be a pretty tough role to fill for a casting agent in Chennai. We must have been subconsciously inspired by this brush with stardom because we ended up going to the cinema after dinner. We were dropped (unwillingly) by a particularly cheeky auto-rickshaw driver at a ...
... tunnels I was suddenly grateful for the dry, humid air of Vietnam. Unfortunately for me I was forced to go through the whole ordeal again as we had to make our way back to the other side. It was amazing to discover that the Vietnamese people lived here for a week at a time and even built schools and hospitals when I could barely last 5 minutes.
The tunnels were the last stop on this particular tour and ultimately our last act in Hue. The next day we would get another ...