The East coast of Lanka is very difficult to get to, we realized, while on our forth bus of the day, eight hours on the road and a few more to go.
The worst moment was waiting for a bus to leave, and noticing a digital thermometer that read 44 Celsius. Lucky for me, I'm not to savvy on my Celcius temperature conversions, so it wasn’t until I was told (at a cooler time) that we were simmering in our own juices in the triple digit range. It was late afternoon as we headed out to the coast, and we ended up picking up school kids and townsfolk until the bus was beyond clown car packed. We had a collection of student’s book bags piled in our laps for an hour or two, but eventually the bus cleared out and we saw the clear blue waters of Arugambay.
We went there for surfing, but were according to the locals, about two weeks too early. We enjoyed the flat ocean for what it was worth, and watched Sri Lanka lose the cricket world cup to India (Whatever, just population wise, a win for India elates a billion more people).
Another epic bus trip back to the West coast and we are in Hikkaduwa, times three-a. Tomorrow, we travel to Malaysia where we cannot wait to report on all the delicious street eats. Stay tuned…
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