I’ve been in Midigama for the last 6 days and it’s been very slow paced. Life here consists of waking up when you feel the sunlight in your room and the outside noises slowly start to hum. I usually have breakfast at a small little family run place called Cafe Pleasure. They do delicious ginger tea and tasty coconut rotis with dhal. They also do fruit salad with yoghurt although I’m quite certain the yoghurt is actually creme caramel – I’m definitely not complaining.

The surf has been average and quite crowded over the last few days. It’s okay though as I’m still finding little places to explore and enjoying just watching the days go by – people watching and observing.

I am staying at a little place across from the beach called Dolce Vita. It is run by a husband and wife who are so helpful and kind. Today I have woken up feeling like I have the flu and right away she has prepared me an ayurvedic tea.

I spent yesterday afternoon wandering through the back streets of Weligama – a small fishing town not far from Midigama. I could walk the streets for hours, just meandering down back streets and watching people go about their lives. There are Muslim jewellers, fabric sellers, fishmongers and everything in between. The people love to smile and on every corner there is something interesting happening. Sometimes it’s a dusty corner with a door ajar; Β light seeping in on an old man’s face while he squats and goes about his business. Other times it’s kids laughing and playing on the streets. The Sri Lankan people are very interested and love to stop for a chat.

I am here for another Β 4 days then I’m heading inland to the hills..



I arrived in Colombo late last night from Kuala Lumpur. Colombo isΒ one of the easiest airports to get through. Customs didn’t really even exist and I walked straight on through.. actually not even sure if I got an entry stamp. I stayed at a cute little airbnb place last night, with the lovely lady waiting up to greet me. It’s always a little dicey arriving to a new city at night.. when the driver makes a turn down a strange and dark looking alley you can only hope they have your best interests in mind. Although the alley was dark and dodgy it did lead me to the right place and everything was fine. Due to the time difference, I was up early with the chirping birds and the neighbour coughing up a lung. Buela (my host) made me fresh coffee, had a bit of a chat, and sent me on my way, reminding my driver to stop so I could get some breakfast.

I arrived at the train station at around 10.15am and just made the 10.30am train. It was a rush to get a seat but I managed to get one next to the sweetest Sri Lankan family. They offered me food, let me hold their baby, and play peek a boo with their son. The little one was pretty impressed with my eyes and tried numerous times to gently take them out. With no language we managed to communicate through lots of smiles and laughs. When I got off the train they blew me kisses and waved goodbye. Bless them.

After a short tuk tuk ride I was in Unawatuna, and finally after pretty much starving for the night, I had my first Sri Lankan meal. It was delicious – dahl, spinach curry, papadums and sweet potatoes, topped off with a desicated coconut, tomato, onion and chilli sambol. I then trekked up through a mini jungle to a little hidden away beach stopping on the way back for a fresh coconut. I am now getting eaten alive by mosquitos listening to the distant honks of tuk tuk horns.

Looking forward to exploring more of this bright and colourful country.