On this day, I did not feel well at all. A slight fever headache that started in the night and continued all day. Could the headache be from all the planning, or the heat, or the brightness, or the sugary fruit drinks, or the mosquito bites. Who knows? Seems to only affect this Weems. The others are fine. After making a trip to the inner-city bus station where I determined that the route A/C buses from Kandy to Polonnaruwa do not exist. At least not from bus station near the train station. And yet you see these smaller aircon buses travelling around the city, and you would think that Kandy and Polonnaruwa would be connect, but not yet. And so therefore I cancelled our trip to the North. We were planning a 4:30AM bus to Polonnaruwa no A/C. With my head pounding I could not sign up for that. Especially since I had not paid in advance. The beauty of living without reservations. I saw many people n the back way to the bus station past the old cemetery and cricket field. The route is becoming quite natural and is bust but not congested like the other route into the city. I made arrangements with our host Gerard to stay additional nights. We actually must move in the morning to his Father-in-laws place down the street. The rains fell hard in the night. I try to venture out on the porch and take in the night time warm tropical rains pounding ferociously on the rooftops and streets. Viena and Ezra have enjoyed the extra space and have been doing artwork on the porch and playing with the neighbor boy. The Sri Lanka children are on break for another week. Dwana made a great meal of toasted garlic, tomato, spaghetti noodles.
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