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There have been far too many exceptional moments during this trip to pick a favorite in any category. The Singhalese people were happy and smiling, liked Americans, respected grandmothers and helped Carmen and I in any way they could. They were eager to share their remarkable country and heritage and proud of the variety that is within this one full-of-wonders island. A picture says a thousand words so I will attach several to this ...
Galle is in the southwest coast that was hard hit by the tsunami. I cannot look at the ocean here and not be reminded of the horrible videos on the nightly news in 2006. There was one report about 1000 people dying on a train as it ran along the ocean - that supposedly was near here. Obviously, I don't know what Galle looked like before, but I don't see very much damage remaining and they say that new construction is of better ...
... and stopped off at a little cafe and had the best pizza in months.
Unawatuna was great but we needed to leave, most people were on holiday and not traveling and we were dangerously being led into this frame of mind, I even bought a carved statue of a stick fisherman which is very cool but I've now got to lug it around the world with us.
We packed up our gear said fair well and headed by tuk tuk to ...
... though was the turtle sanctuary. The turtle sanctuary buys turtle eggs of the local farmers for a couple of pence more than the fishermen could sell them for at the market (I think they eat them!!). With the new eggs they bury them in sand for a couple of weeks and wait for the baby turtles to hatch. They then put them in a tank until they are 2-3 days old ...
... she returned home.
We hopped on and settled in for a
five- hour ride through the heart of tea country. It was beautiful, the
conductor often called us over to see a waterfall or excellent vista. He
called a station ahead at one point and had one of his buddies bring us
cold drinks. These are the old trains, the ones you see in films of
Africa and India. They screech, bump and wiggle. Walking from car to car
during the ride felt like a step back ...