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... confused, in a beautiful large bedroom. My place is a room in a beautiful villa owned and run by two amazing local hosts. They were my first taste of the genuine hospitality and friendliness of the Sri Lankan people. I nibbled on some breakfast, and told them my tales, but could only manage a small sampling of the meal they prepared.
I set out on a bicycle to have a look around Negombo. A ramshackle little coast ...
... farms and a variety of other delights. We eventually managed to convince him that we just wanted to sit on our bums, so he gave up but left his card in case we suddenly needed to sit them in his cab again.
We arrived in Mirissa which is, like most of the resorts on the west side of Sri Lanka, jammed between the busy road and the sea. Once our bags were stowed in our hotel, our explorations began. We felt a little disappointed that the beach was so near the road ...
... an annoyance, they park along the side roads lounging idly until a tourist walks past and then like Billy Bassmouth they spring to life, "hello, how are you?" Pause for response "you want tuk tuk?". No thank you becomes a chore after the hundredth utterance, but they are just trying to earn a living so you restrain from shouting obscenities.
And yet when you need the tuk tuk because you've walked too far or your bags are too heavy they are always there for you. ...
... after, once the rain had passed, i decided to go back and have a proper look for its mother. That young, it would have been incapable to fend for itself. As I was looking around, guess what i found? his bother: an equality adorable looking baby that was also crying and not understanding too well its punishment. So here i am scooping them both up. They were visibly happy to be reunited. We bought some curd and they spent ...
... supported by the foundation, in a local temple. Around 30 kids turned up, aged around 4-15years. Myself and the rest of the volunteers lead group songs & games which they all seemed to enjoy, I left after 30 high fives and huge smiles...one thing I noticed was a young boy, possibly 12, sat out of the games throughout the session. He was a monk. Dressed in a long orange coloured robe. We asked the locals if he was allowed to join in - which they said he was. I found it fascinating ...