The day was warm as we walked to breakfast past the lagoon with the crocodiles. I check them out every time I pass by!
Our last morning in the wild!
Leopard lady Marcelle, our Australian /Sri Lankan, arrived back from her third safari absolutely jubilant. She had finally spotted a leopard. Her guide was the same we had the day before and was determined she would see it. And she did.
We set off along the dusty road back to the main road to Yala where we were to pick up Hema our guide. He has to find his own accommodation in town.
“Good morning ladies and gentlemen” he started “I’ve missed you”. And we’d missed him. He is a gentleman himself.
The drive today is quite different to the days in the hilly areas around Kandy and Ella. It’s very lush and green lots if palm trees and rice paddy fields.
The trip was a little slow as we started to see the effect of the coming elections on Saturday, as we passed through the bigger towns.
A comfort stop by a beach was welcome. The coffee was good and the beach lovely. This place was devastated by the tsunami in 2004. It’s hard to imagine the wall of water that hit the area crushing everything in the it’s path.
A little further on at Dickwella we stopped at a centre for lace making. This is a regional craft. This centre, supported by Marcelle our Australian – Sri Lankan , has women who were previously living on the streets and has taught them this dying craft. The woman now do lace making on site.
It’s fascinating to watch.
The ladies in our group were more than happy to support the centre by buying some of the lovely products. I bought a toy (each for Oliver and our next Bub) and a nightie and wrap.
On we went along the coast. It looks so calm and lovely. The devastation has past. The buildings are reappearing – some right on the beach which was against regulations. But as usual money talks and the building rise.
We came to the first of the political rallies. The maroon-capped people trying to win the election on Saturday. They must be sponsored by the party. There were hundreds assembled and buses lined up as far as we could see.
It made our progress to Galle very slow.
We decided not to stop for lunch. Once again we enjoyed a bus picnic.
It was interesting to look out the window at the sea, the people, the traffic, the colours, and food stalls selling everything – including big fish stalls.
The stick fishermen made us stop. It’s an method of fishing not really practised now but it makes a good photo.
Carmel paid for the photos.
Eventually we made it to Galle. Though the traffic of the Green Party rally.
Our new hotel The Heritage Galle is charming. Open verandahs , flowering plants, wonderful plantation chairs, lovely rooms with a huge bed. Another feature we love a big long bench for all suitcases.
Having worked up a thirst we walked past multiple jewellery shops towards the ramparts of this old fort town.
Climbing the stairs of the Ramparts Hotel we were greeted by beautiful views and a stunning red sunset.
A few drinks later we walked to a very nice restaurant with a charming Serbian man as our host. He was very modern in appearance with short pants and no socks and glasses which a John describes as ‘square peg, round hole’
4 thoughts on “Heading for Galle: Along the Tsunami coast”
Lovely ! We stayed in Galle – beautiful spot. x M
I think I’d keep my eyes open around crocodile, too. Another full day. Loved the photo of the stick fishermen. Bx🤩
Terrific photos and great reporting on your amazing Sri Lankan journey xx
Thanks for your reporting, Fran. Always colorful, informative and fresh. I also liked the stick fishermen.