I cannot believe I am in Sri Lanka.
So far today we have eaten lots of bread and bread products. I stopped the bread truck that moves down the road like an ice cream truck (music and all). I had Viena’s clothes on a hanger, but I ran down to the main road waving my hand like a kid in the summer who hears the ice cream truck. The stopped for the American bread eater in Sri Lanka. Dwana and I are dreaming of ways we can start our Sri Lankan Guacamole Factory. We took a walk to the lagoon area across the street. Of course, tuk-tuk after tuk-tuk followed us. One warned us of crocodiles which scared Viena , the other tuk-tuk mentioned that there were no crocodiles here, but that he would graciously take us to see crocodiles. This made Viena excited. Go figure. I do not mind telling these guys NO all the time. The drivers are friendly enough. The people are friendly enough. We walked along the “crocodile infested” lagoon and up and around some fishing shacks. The wind was picking up. We had a great view of the bay and the point. We crossed the bridge and took shade near the Stupa before catching a tuk-tuk into Pottivil. We took the scenic way past the Buddhist Temple. Maybe tomorrow we will check out the Temple. Pottivil is a crazy mad house of a street compared to Arugam Bay. Buses. Tuk-Tuks. Food Markets. Rotti. Men, Men, and More Men walking the streets, standing on the sides of the street, gathered near the tree on the street. What will this street look like in 20 years? This evening we went on search of Elephants and Crocodile. Dwana spotted the first Elephant far off in a field – outlined just for her against the green trees. Big. Big Creature.
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