Later that week

Trip Start Jun 12, 2013
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Flag of Sri Lanka  , Southern Province,
Saturday, June 15, 2013

The kids at the teaching centre are really sweet they kiss my feet as they leave. Now that is gratitude! Although maybe I should warn them about my athletes foot and verruca's…. .

I currently have 45 fly bites on my body, some weeping some swollen. I look like I have the plague. If I wasn’t 2000 miles away I would go back to Superdrug and demand my money back for my "DEET" repellent.

I have also been to a Buddhist festival which was just great. As it was in a small village you would expect it to be a bit rubbish, like DIY outfits made from boxes and toilet roll tubes. None of that though, there were hundreds of people dressed in extravagant sri Lankan related costumes doing perfectly choreographed routines as well as loads of ceremonial elephants and reconstructed temples with monks in them. Good effort everyone.

I have been to a few temples which are beautiful. I was surprised to see how young some of the monks were, around 13 years old and younger. At that age in England they would probably be out drinking cheap cider with their friends in the park and engaging in underage sex but here they lead a beautiful life of serenity, meditation, relaxation and free food.

The NGO I volunteer for have kindly lent me a bicycle. So in the evenings I like to bike around the local area and villages. Today biked down a dirt track through a jungle and ended up a remote village. Somebody then invited me to their house for coconut. I sat down and about the entire village came to look at the unusual specimen that has arrived in their village and watched in in a silent awe with an occasional wave of excited voices rippling through them as I punctuated the dense silence with “nice “ and “thank you” . I felt like David Attenbourgh entering an uncharted land. The people here are generally really friendly. I remember receiving a similar reception in a village in Uganda where people hadn’t seen white people before. Some children were terrified no doubt mistaking me for a witch and others treated me like some kind of god or queen, it was really nice. I just walked along gracefully waving at everyone like “hello hello, glad you are enjoying my white skin and blonde hair”. It is such an anti climax to come back to England and for not to be special anymore.
I decided to take the plunge and eat the first real curry and rice of my life. When I ate it it was although my mouth had been filled with a thousand burning coals and my stomach had been sent to burn for eternity in hellfire. Luckily I have found Kellogg's coco pops "moon and star" shapes which I eat three times a day now. If only I could find some wot sits or pickled onion monster munch I'd be sorted.

I've moved in with the local family i was writing about. There is a new-born in the house and the house is situated right next to a busy railway and it shakes when trains go past. There are also a lot of frogs. However the house and family are nice and my room is really comfortable.

I've been travelling round by train recently-it's great! You don't need to pre book just turn up and get a ticket. I travel 3rd class which I find okay and not that different from second Class. I got a two hour train journey for about 60p, beat that! The lack of health and safety is fantastic the doors are just left wide open whilst the train speeds along so you can get sucked out and die. I find this quite nice in comparison to Britain's strict health and safety rules and also it's a good place to sit or stand and get a good view of what's happening outside (but only if you hold on very tight).

Ps-I just seen a spider that was so big it was literally the size of the house. Really, the whole house.
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