Missing details.
It was farcical, in the pouring rain, on the way from Anuradhapura to Trincomalee, to see soldiers with rifles in one hand and pretty umbrella in the other, some must have borrowed their wife's or girlfriend's, as they were pretty pinks yellows etc. Amazing what a civil war can do for a soldiers sense of preservation.
There are lots of large electrified dead bats hanging from the overhead power cables at the road side. Like a warning to other bats.
I am missing the beautiful effect that Indian women's saris have on the day to day landscape of my life, in Sri Lanka women dress rather plainly, funnily enough its the older more mature woman with her white bunned hair and slenderness that appeals, they often wear a sari.
Wednesday pm, Michelle Wouter and I meet at the Muslim Hotel, its a cheap restaruant in the centre of Kandy,the meal is simple rottu, paratha and a sort of cream brulee custard, washed down with lashings of ginger beer. It costs 5 pounds for three of us to eat well.
Thursday am
To Michelle and Wouter, I hear you leave to catch the 4.30am train to Galle, like a herd of elephants. Sorry Guys, just has to put that in. Hope you caught the train? Maybe see you in Galle?
Will leave Kandy and head on South.
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