Amaya Reef Hikkaduwa

Hier soir avons mange au Hard Rock restaurant, rien a voir avec la fameuse chaine... Ai pris des noddles au poulet, excellents. Puis sommes alles dans un bar ou on est allonges sur des coussins a ecouter du reggae et boire des mojitos, mes premiers au Sri Lanka! <br>Rentre vers 23h30, lecture et dodo.<br>Reveil ce matin vers 9h, sous le soleil, prends direct un bus local a 9 roupies ( 6centimes) pour aller a Galle tirer de l'argent, acheter des timbres et poster mes cartes ...

We make up reasonably early and got a ride by the freakiest looking Tuk Tuk driver ever up to Galle Train Station. Getting the tickets was easy enough and then it was just a matter of waiting by the platform.<br><br>Unfortunately we took a bit to long to get on the train and missed out on seats! But we did manage to get a ride in the end of the carriage with the doors open and a mere meter between where we were standing and ...

... the sometimes grumpy guest house owner and original hikkaduwa surfer always knows when he is not in a good mood, and so when he comes out to the deck to have himself a cigarette, he sits a little distance away from the guests and/or friends so as not to share his darkness with others. Being conscious of one's own feelings, disposition, or mood should always bring with it the awareness of its effect upon others. In other words, misery may love company, but the key is to ride it out ...

... in Arugam, and the best ones go to Bali, Fiji, Hawaii, or some such other place. There are simply too many people in the water--the beginners don't collide often, as all they know is to go straight in toward the beach, but when you put them together with the more experienced who don't have the wherewithal (translation "balls")to surf the Main Break, problems may and do happen. All that said, yesterday was quite a good day in the afternoon, the waves not providing enough ...

... like sex or pizza....even when it's bad it's still pretty good.I decided to stay a couple more days in Hikkaduwa to see some things that I missed when I first arrived in Sri Lanka and because there are other travelers here and it's a chill place to hang.About 20 km east of here along the coast is Koggala and it's famous stilt fisherman.  Early in the mornings and in the afternoons when the tides are right, these men ...

... walking around with our 'paper bags of evil'! The Lion lager and very dodgy vodka tasted sweet that night though as we watched the most amazing sunset we've seen to date. Whilst the sun was sinking we also discovered (through a man with crazy hair, a Hawaiian shirt and bandy legs) that Sri Lanka were playing England the next day in a day/night cricket match. Having learnt the ins and outs of the game so well in India , Charlie was keen ...

... to a voodoo ritual where they try &amp; exorcise a demon from a sick person. Very strange indeed! Also went to another "Big Girl's Party" &amp; the girl was only 7yrs old!!! Poor thing. Oh &amp; I finally got around to seeing Galle Fort!!! It was interesting seeing all the dutch architecture &amp; houses there. A few of Bec's friends (Kim, Mark &amp; Amelia) from Oz flew over here to get married ...

That Monday I started my new 'job.' INDECOS (The Institute for Development of Community Strengths) is a local NGO working in a variety of fields. They do work with training preschool teachers, vector borne illnesses (mostly promotion of prevention for malaria, dengue, etc...), HIV/AIDS awareness, health promotion (boiling drinking water, distribution of water containers after tsunami, etc...) and the project I'm primarily working on: the Women's Entrepreneurship ...

... my stuff back into the Backpack, but they kept coming back. I wrapped myself up in the sleeping sheet, put the fan on full blast and tucked the net in all around me. That's the best I can do really, so hopefully its good enough. I was nice walking around the town today, I have found that anonymity I craved in India. No one really bothers you here, they get on with there own thing and let you do yours. The language thing is a bit of a problem but that's all pert of the fun.

... fluff' has something written on the seat of her jeans, probably: "Look at my ****". Did they perch themselves down with the rest of the boys? Nope, their image wasn't going to be cramped by anyone, especially Robert Croft and his socks. Off they tangoed to a far corner to enjoy their chargrilled burgers in romantic isolation. After an hour they waltzed back, Thorpe gave the boys a secret ladsy thumbs-up and back to the hotel room they went giggling, leaving the rest to entertain ...