Kurulu Baddha Hotel
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... 946;-Thalassaemia though. When I saw him on the
bed I wondered why there was a kid on the adult ward, turns out he was 33
years-old and just had not developed secondary sex characteristics due to
hypogonadism. He was pale and breathless with anaemia, had a JVP through the
roof due to cardiomyopathy and had bronze diabetes. He’d already had his spleen
removed and during the surgery they’d found gallstones and so hooked out the gallbladder
too. Having ...
... a tuk-tuk driver, called Cha, who
remember that I was going around with a white girl and an Indian girl before –
my entourage. He spoke great English and was very smiley so we’d taken his
number. Today we called on him to take us to the nearby cave temple Degale
Doruwa, half an hour out of town. It was shut when we arrive but with some
Sinhala magic from Cha and happy, fat monk arrived with a giant brass key and
insisted we photograph him while he ...
... video by now.
2) We also learned that if you run out of sunblock in Sri Lanka, and buy a Sri Lankan brand as a replacement (that is all they sell), the words "waterproof" are more decorative than descriptive. Also, if you put on that "waterproof" sunblock, go swimming for an hour, then fall asleep under a yellow umbrella, the Sri Lankan sun can actually cook you through the umbrella. We mock people who can't seem to figure out ...
... our journey back to reality - and a bloody big diet - starts! A new driver picks us up at 5.30pm and speeds us back to Colombo airport, a three hour drive, the last 25km of which are lined with thousands of Papal and Sri Lankan flags on poles literally every ten metres either side of road until we reach the airport. It must have taken days and cost a fortune to prepare - let's hope Pope Francis was looking out of the windows as he sped along! We have a long, long wait ...
... boy scammer. "I don't want money". No, of course you don't. He leads us to a hotel he's obviously on commission for. It's ****. He tries, forcefully, to make us stay two nights at twenty quid a night. ****. Off. It almost comes to that. Liza is near breaking point. I have to forcibly get rid of him. We walk away, in the fort of Galle, and take our chances on finding our own accomodation.
And then, out of nowhere, Bingo! A beautiful craft and clothing ...