WEATHER: HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT 34C
HIGHLIGHT OF THE DAY: Having air-conditioning
BUMMER OF THE DAY: Possibly staying out in the sun too long
WORD OF THE DAY: Happy
Birthday BG
DISTANCE TRAVELLED: Walk of the beach and back and to my
room and back-maybe 2km
BUDDHA QUOTE FOR THE DAY:
"If you light a lamp for someone
else it will also brighten your path."
Ahhhhhhhhh-feeling a little bit crusty after the beers I had last night and I only had 2.5 bottles and a cocktail. Goodness I must be getting old if that is all it takes these days to give me a headache, and I never get them. I could not imagine waking up in one of those small bungalows this morning with the sun beating down heating it up, if the truth be known I got so cold last night that I got up and put on my tracky pants and my jumper and I would have put socks on if I could have found them in the dark at 3am in the morning. I also ended up turning off the air for a while and then I switched it back on twice! Wait till I tell the guys that when I see them at breakfast. It was nice to not have to rush off and be somewhere. Lenore headed to breakfast at 7.30am and I wasn’t far behind after a shower and I took my laptop with me as I had promised to set the trio up on Facebook when I got some decent internet. The connection wasn’t that great yesterday but it seems to be quite fast today. So I had to actually give Pops an email address and then I created a Facebook account for the 3 of them. Welcome to the 21st century people. It was then that I found out it was Christine’s birthday today. She had kept it all hush hush for certain reasons, but once the girls came back from town we were going to have lunch down on the beach and a cocktail to celebrate. What an amazing place to celebrate a birthday! Breakfast was a buffet and even though it ran from 7-10am we all seemed to rock up at the same time at around 8am. After speaking to a few of them it was hot in the bungalows and they didn’t really have a very comfortable sleep. I was more than happy to tell them about how cold it was last night and rugging up in extra clothes….. Gee I am a bitch sometimes.
So Pops and I stayed behind as Lenore and Christine
caught a tuk tuk into town in search of some lace, which is known in this area. I was going to get some sun today. No blogging (well this morning anyway) but the
ocean looked a little rough for my liking, so I decided to stick with the pool
and my book. Pops choose to body surf
some waves and spend some time down on the beach. By the time the girls got back I had been floating
around in the pool for 2 hours and I didn’t have any cream on, which is not
unusual but I had a few comments from passing group members that I was starting
to sizzle. Lenore and Christine wanted
to have a swim before we went for lunch and when they came back in their cozies
they decided to swim in the ocean rather than the pool. Christine asked if I wanted to come and I
said no thanks it looks too rough for me, and she said come on it’s the Indian
Ocean after all and it’s my birthday, so I caved and went for a dip in the sea
and even though you had to keep your wits about you I actually enjoyed the
swim. The only thing when I got out,
there was sand everywhere and it is the sticky stuff which I am sure will
require a good scrub to get off in the shower this afternoon. As we started our walk down the beach I could
literally see my skin start to turn a bright shade of red and I knew that I was
going to be looking a little ‘lobby’ (lobster) later this afternoon. Pops had already started to call me RED, but
he couldn’t talk as he had also got some colour and we were looking like 2 peas
in a pod. Lunch was at a café that
literally was on the beach. We would
have been 3m from the water and at one point a wave came right up to the table
and nearly wet Lenore’s feet. If you
looked up the beach all you could see was beautiful sandy beach with tall palm
trees and if you looked down the beach you saw exactly the same thing. This truly is a piece of heaven on earth.
Sri Lanka has been known by many names over the
centuries. During the years under the British occupation is was known as Ceylon
and many years before that it was called Serendib, a word now used to describe
utter tranquility and relaxation. It is
said that Marco Polo visited this tear shaped Island in the 14th century and
described it as “undoubtedly the finest island in the world ". Mirissa and its breathtaking sandy beach
pretty much transforms your dreams and visions of a tropical paradise into an
everyday reality. Located close to the
Southern tip of the Island of Sri Lanka and only about 200 km from the Equator,
this secluded crescent shaped beach is the perfect place to sit back, relax and
forget about all the hussle and bustle of your other life that’s a million
miles away. This small sandy tropical
beach boasts some of Sri Lanka’s best and most stunning sunsets and sunrises.
After lunch we decided to take a stroll to the point
where there was a small island only 15m from the mainland. It looked like you would get some great
photos from up there looking back where we had just walked. So we got to the point and we actually had to
wade hip deep through a small sand bar to get to the other side. So with our bags raised above our heads to
keep our camera and purses dry the four of us waded across navigating some
breaking waves and rocks on the bottom of the sea. Once we were across, we had to climb a few
rocky stairs with no railing and then there were better conditioned stairs to
get us the rest of the way to the top of the peninsular island thing. And what a view it was. It was stunning as we got a look back to
where we had come from and then we saw the other side of the point that didn’t
have a beach but plenty of palm trees and blue water. I think this is what you call paradise and I
am wondering how this can be topped. I
know I am going to Boracay next week and it is rated one of the ten best
beaches in the world, but Mirissa Beach ain’t doing too bad for itself that is
for sure. So after a few snaps including
some self takes of the quad (trio sounds better-but I am a new addition) we
carefully went back down the steps, back across the sand bar, back to the beach
and then it was time for this black duck to get out of the sun and for me to
know that myself, then you know, that I know, I have been out in it for too
long. They guys stopped along the way to
check out some drink prices and menus for their happy hour this afternoon, but
I was now on a mission and kept walking back to the resort to wait for them in
the shade. It was now 3pm and I had been
in the sun since 10.30am this morning.
The plan was to reconvene at 5.30pm for happy hour before
dinner tonight at 7pm. Lenore hit the
beach, Christine had a small nap and Pops was around. I had to get out of the sun, so I was more
than happy to go back to our AIR-CONDITIONED room and spend a few hours
blogging, watching a movie and having a shower.
I had a massive headache and it probably had something to do with
dehydration, the sun, a few beers last night and not drinking enough water
today. So I skipped happy hour (just
when I was IN now) and rested till 7pm and dinner. There were a few sunburned looking people at
the table tonight and I think the sun had zapped a lot of our energy
today. I had to keep reminding people I
was BROWN and not red…. Please……come on…….
Indika is all over peoples birthdays with BK having his on the first
night of the tour and after Lenore spoke to Indika about having a low key thing
they decided a cake would still be a nice surprise so Christine didn’t quite
get away with everyone finding out, but thank goodness it wasn’t from me. I had to nickname her BG (birthday girl) so
people didn’t know what we were talking about.
After everyone had left for bed I hung around for one drink and then I
was also following the crowds to bed, but to our AIR-CONDITIONED room of
course. WOO HOO. Every time I open room
402 and that cool air hits your sweaty skin I don’t think anything beats that
first initial feeling on a hot day/ night.
Hope the others sleep well tonight – SUCKERS!!!!!
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