War wounds
As we travel we start to understand how the country was devastated by the tsunami. Not a day goes by without seeing the terrible stigma of that wave. International aid has been effective and it is quite amusing to see on the road, close to Pottuvil, round houses of all colours. They look like Teletubies houses and this is in fact down to the Japanese who had an excess of architectural delirium. People are finally living proud like super-food in their multicoloured balls! Mussaï, our driver explains that his dentures were placed on the nightstand when the tsunami came. He did not have the reflex to grab them and lost them! He lacks the money to pay for a new dental device that represents for him a year’s salary. The end of the war has left a large number of unemployed soldiers who now serve to monitor the coastline and organize the escape in case another tsunami is heralded. The spectrum of the wave is still present in all minds.
Sarong, so right
We decided to go further south to discover other waves and our tuk-tuk driver takes us through cool locations. Sri Lanka is full of a wide variety of wildlife. Monkeys accompany us on the roadside and Manu starts to photograph elephants and crocodiles to show to his children. We enjoy a stop to stretch out at Peanut Farm on small lines that are actually fun, ideal for beginners. Along this coast there are a multitude of spot for all levels. We spy a river mouth a few meters from the beach which Manu logically presumes we can explore via standup. Our driver seems distraught and explains that crocodiles like to chew the Europeans. We give it a go and it ends up with Olivia paddling out ten meters before returning in a sprint. It is true that water is completely opaque and it looks like a trap.
