First night in Sri Lanka. No day to speak of

Having arrived, for us, v early in the morning body clock 4:30 am. Being drained by the humidity and the taxi driver who had no clue where he was going the rest of the day involved recuperating and rehydrating. Met up with our group for the next few weeks in the evening having done our best at trying to sleep. I’m sure we’ll be fine. If not there’s always ostracism.

Picture is of the hotel’s pool and bar area. Where you can make out the house band. Far left. Having retired to bed in preparation for a early start we can still make out their wails. Crying I think it is. I know how he feels.