Feb 25, 2010
Mar 13, 2010
Substantial breakfast including treats like waffles and pomegranate jam. Then the three of us take a tuk tuk into town. Galle is divided into 3 parts (credit: Janice) .The old fort sticks out into the sea covering a large area and contains an old town that was largely built by the Dutch from the late 1600s. We enter by a gate through a thick wall leading to the square containing the district court. It is just like home: shifty-looking types in ill fitting suits hanging about on the steps and that's just the lawyers (ha, ha). Then we walk the narrow streets. Janice is like a child in a sweet shop at PS Weerasekara’s jewellery shop (Lonely Planet endorsed) and makes several purchases. It is getting hotter and we stop in at the Royal Dutch café for a lime juice and soda. The owner, Fazal shows us a dog eared bundle of photos taken at the time of the 2004 tsunami. The fort protected the old town but the main city suffered severe damage: the bus station and a lot of areas along the coast were devastated. He also shows us a book produced by an Englishwoman who came to help afterwards and we buy a copy. We walk on into the main town past the fishmarket. A man walks past carrying a large fish by tail, trying to sell it to passers-by. The town is bustling and noisy but it is getting increasingly hot, so we tuk tuk back to the hotel to cool off. Later in the afternoon, we go back to the old fort and walk some of the way round the walls, seeing the sunset over the ocean. As we go to Mama’s restaurant, we pass a crowd of young men on their way to the mosque. The last traces of the sunset disappear as we dine on the roof. The lighthouse flashes a hundred metres away.