Sri Lanka's Surfers' Paradise
Trip Start Nov 02, 2011
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The nearest town is Pottuvil and I walk in one afternoon, umbrella in hand to shade from the sun, but I badly burnt my feet even though I was trying to shelter them… sore. It’s a small town and everyone is very friendly shouting hello as you pass. There’s a lagoon before town with small fishing boats on it, I love the boats in Sri Lanka, the way the extra ‘limb’ balances them, they appear narrow and unstable but they are definitely not. These smaller boats generally throw a net out catching smaller fish, and I love watching them. Their normal attire is sarongs and shirts of all sorts of coral colors and they enjoy taking life pretty easy and laid back, it’s a nice chilled out way of life they seem to lead.
I love all the shops where you can buy your breakfast of banana roti which is amazing, or your rice and curry as early as you like, I love eating with my hand in all the local places and watching the looks I get if I’m doing it right or not… I’ve been taught well though between Nepal and here, and actually I can’t remember the last time I used cutlery to eat, it’s strange how accustomed you can become in s short period of time
I end up coming back to Arugambay three times while I stay in Sri Lanka, twice back with Fasloon which has been good fun, although one of the nights there were no beds to be had at all as it was the height of the season, and Sulfi let us bring the van inside the gates at the guest house and just crash out in one of the hammocks … I was OK in my hammock until someone jumped in beside me, crashing the hammock with the pair of us to the sand, but after sharing a bottle of Old Arrack and dancing the night away at a beach party until 3am I felt no pain and just stayed there until morning.
One of the young guys from the guest house took Fasloon and I out to a local lagoon where we could see wild elephants, they come down to the lagoon in the evening for water and to cool off and are spotted regularly. Although initially I love the thought of seeing wild elephants it soon becomes apparent how dangerous it actually is, I’m now sat on a motorbike between Fasloon and Aryan (I think) making our way across barren planes at sunset looking for wild elephants… it’s maybe not the best idea I’ve had especially the three of us on the motorbike, nothing between us and nature
On the way back we pass loads of peacocks, and monkey’s and farmers tending goats and buffalo, some of the villages we go through are new, set up to house tsunami victims, but there isn’t even water anywhere nearby for these people, they’ve been stuck in the middle of no-where, away from their stunning beaches and it doesn’t really seem like they are been taken care of, feels really sad, bit heartless to say the least.
My journey back to Tangalle from Arugambay on the motorbike was truly memorable, not only for the fact that it was a full five hours ride, but that we managed to see wild elephants at the side of the road near Uda Walawela which is one of Sri Lanka’s many parks. As it is a main road, the park has set up a wire fence to keep the elephant’s from wandering onto the middle of the road causing chaos especially come dusk. There are elephant warning signs on the road but I would hate to bump into one on just the motorbike… they’re way too big for that. Fasloon buys some bananas which we both feed them with however, before we know it a coach stops and everyone piles out to see them but it spooks them and they give us a bit of a stand-off kind of warning to move away from the fence, it’s very unsettling being stared at by a wild elephant and something I never thought I would experience, Sri Lanka has definitely been worth the visit.