Nain here reporting from our personal 12 seater Toyota Cruiser luxury van, on my third day in Sri Lanka. Right now, me, my parents, my maasi-maasa, and my nanu-nani have just been garlanded with blue and purple orchids post breakfast as we have left our hotel for the city of Galle. The 50 minutes scenic drive has taken us through buildings, greens and empty streets and we land at the Fort of Galle. A little bit of trekking and clicking with the Cricket Stadium in the far background gets us into active mode, and we do a lot of jump clicks, selfies with green murals and structures. My elderly grandparents remind us that its lunch time already. We start walking along amidst narrow mudways in which there are tourists who cycle. As we descend outside the fort, we hunt looking for a place to eat. The restaurant route is through extremely clean streets bordered with pretty quaint flower lined bungalows where old time locals have been staying. This main street has a lot of tiny interwoven bylanes, and we all take a wandering detour along cobble path roads lined with cute curio cottages, a roadside bistro, a nice café called “Coffe & Plenty” and many such local and interesting wares that catch the passerby’s gaze. Right from leather jackets, to paper fans, to nylon and leather cord motif pendants, shawls, scarves, stoles and wraparounds, everything that is a roadside shoppers delight screams for attention. Oh, and our lunch place is atop all of this, and allows for a window seat to the markets on one side and the fort on the other. Indian food arrives, and all eyes turn to the table.
Dekha maine Galle, Oh What a Ball !
And tomorrow we go to another heavenly place called Mirissa, that boasts of a beach which has 2 shorelines that meet, a small hilly structure that allows for a wholesome view of sand, shore and sails.